Treading an empty
Treading an empty
pitch while, eighty miles away,
my team wins six-nil.
pitch while, eighty miles away,
my team wins six-nil.
posted by Pete Green at
17:58
03 February 2007
About Me
- Name: Pete Green
- Location: Sheffield, United Kingdom
Poet, musician and snowflake. Sporadically sparkly. Rising slowly. Pedestrian. Grimbarian. Edgelander. King of the impossible. Big girl's blouse.
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- No money, no coat
- The only witness
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- We drive ourselves to
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