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kitchen sink rather than psychedelia
six pennyworth of chips, heavy on salt
and vinegar, eaten out of grease
(and there was plenty of that!) proof paper,
wrapped up in an old copy of the
daily mirror, was a part of the whole
nineteen sixties experience when
we were kids, aged around ten or eleven,
we’d never heard of jimmy hendrix ..
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