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AFTER DAY IN THE MARKET
(Set in East End of London, earlier era than 'Eastenders'.)
After a day in the market hawking,
Our loyal customers cash out-forking,
And a healthy profit we’re up-chalking
Against the dire poverty that’s stalking.
When our feet have done the homeward walking,
A shared booze bottle we’d been uncorking,
Our hands and our bodies do the talking.
You say you’re my Queen, beg “Do me more, King!”
Nine months later, a new baby’s squawking.
After a day in the market hawking,
Our loyal customers cash out-forking,
And a healthy profit we’re up-chalking
Against the dire poverty that’s stalking.
When our feet have done the homeward walking,
A shared booze bottle we’d been uncorking,
Our hands and our bodies do the talking.
You say you’re my Queen, beg “Do me more, King!”
Nine months later, a new baby’s squawking.
Published 8th Feb 2013
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Anonymous
8th Feb 2013 10:11pm
generations have and still live it solomon
nice write
strider
nice write
strider
8th Feb 2013 10:19pm
Thank you Magdalena. I had a family memory in mind, because my great-grandparents and grandfather (then schoolboy) lived in Poplar circa 1908-1920 and would have known the markets (g-gf was plumber). Poplar BTW place of 1950s set tv series Call The Midwife.
If that scene had come from the soap opera Eastenders the couple would be pulling rings off drink cans rather than uncorking bottles - wouldn't fit my rhyme so well!
If that scene had come from the soap opera Eastenders the couple would be pulling rings off drink cans rather than uncorking bottles - wouldn't fit my rhyme so well!
9th Feb 2013 00:03am
9th Feb 2013 1:09am
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- Edited 1st May 2021 7:45am
9th Feb 2013 5:14am
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