There's the Ukippers he said -
They were sitting near the jakes, a portly boozy gang -
I counted four beards -
It was just before six - we'd walked here through twilight streets -
A greyhound under a table kept watch -
They get loud and make sexist jokes Richard said -
I stole a glance at the paunches, the reddened cheeks -
They'd been drinking all afternoon, I thought -
They'd forgotten how much they'd had -
The mirror in the jakes had stolen their faces -
18.00
Tuesday 11 January 2015
The Hole in the Wall
Southsea
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