I have a parcel for ee my luvverr
said the delivery man on my doorstep
I admired his accent, asked which bit
of Cornwall he came from - No more
n'undred yards from ere my luvver
He said, Dunno bout ee but no way
I could live anywhere other -
I didn't say he was right. I didn't
say there were ways and faraway places
where living could, theoretically, be done.
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