• Vol. 03
  • Chapter 11
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About the Boy

Cob nuts, hazel nuts
Green and sweet
Reach into hedgerows
For summer treat
Your reins are hard
against my skin
You are headstrong wilful
The Tarmac rings
With measured beat
I urge you on
Behind the boy
Behind the boy
I ride you hard behind the boy
Who turns his head to see.