Ower Town 01.08.15
A poem by Mike Jenkins
Ower town is slowly closin down,
one arfta another the shops,
the ouse'old names an local ones,
like old people dyin off
in a neglected Care Ome.
A poem by Mike Jenkins
Ower town is slowly closin down,
one arfta another the shops,
the ouse'old names an local ones,
like old people dyin off
in a neglected Care Ome.
