Second House Images and shapes on a silver screen.
Vibrating air with noise and sound.
Things to see that will astound.
A box of corn that's sweet and round.
I will take my love that I have found.
And sit in darkness with my feelings to abound. Will this be forever, or a moment in time?
To share as one is simply divine.
As we hold hands my feelings roam.
I hope tonight we miss the last bus home. By Mr A Harrison
Manchester Road West
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