One sunlit morning
Three young girls
From the council estate
Walked up yellow Hill
And broke into
The neighbourhood centre,

Through a window
Conveniently open.
They stole sandwiches,cakes,
And ginger beer sipped
From jagged bottles
Cracked open on a stone.

Walking back in triumph
They laughed joyfully,
Then one, feeling sick,
Hurled the last cake
Through an upstairs window.

It amused her to think
Of it landing in the middle
Of a stranger’s bed
And them wondering,
How on earth…….?


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