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In the restaurant its just the waiter and I,

While outside the window Vehicles speed by.

“There are a lot of beautiful women outside today”,

He remarks by way

Of conversation.

*

I drink

My wine and think

About this nation

On who’s empire the sun would never set.

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Kipling may regret,

Yet

The sun continues to shine

And there is curry

And wine,

While in the street

Multiracial feet

Hurry along,

Beating out a more or less harmonious song.

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About The Author

I was born in Liverpool in 1969, a year best known of course for my birth. Well no, actually it is better known for the moon landings which certain peculiar conspiracy theorists still maintain never took place (the moon landings that is, not my birth!).

It was from my grandfather that I derived my first love of literature and I…