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The Spare Ground

from Graphite by Kevin P. Gilday

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So we dingied school
And hung about on the spare ground
With it’s protruding weeds
And indeterminate mounds

We kicked around a can
In lieu of a ball
Loosened our ties
And clambered over a wall

Into an old lady’s garden
Or so we presumed
Confirmed when she appeared
Just recently exhumed

A vision of death
In a tartan gown
Greeting us with a smile
Not the prerequisite frown

She offered us biscuits
And oily tea
Daytime telly
A seat on her settee

Regaled us with stories
Of times gone by
Insisted we stay for supper
A nice cottage pie

Informed us she had two sons
Not much older than us
We thought this was strange
But declined to make a fuss

Introduced us to her husband
With his playful grey moustache
He took us by the hands
And at our wrists he wildly slashed

“You’ll be ours forever now”
She shrieked, and screamed, and sighed
As the madman took his knife
And started hacking at our thighs

Let this be a lesson
To those who would trust a stranger
It’s not only foolish
But inherit with danger

Just remember my story
Of those who failed to atone
The two limbless children
Who never came home

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from Graphite, released December 25, 2011
Vocals, Violin & Saw - Kevin P. Gilday
Melodica - Tim Courtney, Kevin Frew

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Kevin P. Gilday is an award-winning writer and spoken word artist from Glasgow, Scotland.

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