northampton poetry
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I dreamt, I wept I never slept the shame, the pain its one the same The truth, the lies The long goodbyes The pyre, my fire Dangerous desire
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Simmonds thinks he’s Caesar he reminds me of Caligula Fiddle as Northampton burns! He’s a school builder not a crime fighter Simmonds school he played us for fools Blood stained legacy long after he’s history the truth will be a mystery Corruption in Northampton is a state of normality Police force on all fours you







