I met a man as the ferry sailed in,
He was going the oposite way but then,
To my country they said no entry,
He was the black knight of the gentry.
I gave him a ciggeratte as we spoke,
He told me a tale of being broke,
I gave him some money and
we rode the train into London
I laughed and I fought that city for a week
I bet all comers and strolled out on the wrong train.
A contest entry
- BEAUTIFUL life changing, powerful and thought provoking. by SeptemberFaith.
450 points, ended December 23, 2007, 16 entries
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Comments
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what is the point of this? I didnt find anything deep or thought provoking about it.....

