As we walked
And talked
The breeze
Rustled in the trees.
Then, on the way back
A Union Jack
Flapped and I
Thought on how empire’s fires
Rise then die.
A Walk with Billy
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As we walked
And talked
The breeze
Rustled in the trees.
Then, on the way back
A Union Jack
Flapped and I
Thought on how empire’s fires
Rise then die.