Pomgolian
Kiwi Brummie
Days Of Old.‚.…
Days Of Old.‚.…
Let me take you to days of old.
Our neighbours were friendly, generous, courageous and bold.
When they all knew your name; The Vicar, Priest, the man in the shop, and even the friendly local Cop.
We played in the street without terror, or fear and went to the pub to get .‚.‘our Nan.‚.’s.‚.’ beer.
When we wondered around without a care in the world, had adventures and games, like kiss chase both the boys and the girls.
And every street had an old woman known as .‚.‘The witch.‚.’ who would chase away kids with a broom or a switch.
When a penny was a fortune and a tanner was more, we tout for odd jobs cheeky enough and knock every door.
When we kids would walk, cycle, or ride on the bus and no matter how big our gang was, The Old
Folk had no reason to be afraid of us.
Today the kids are behind fences, windows and doors.
With Playstations, computers, cell phones and the T.V.
In this advanced world of technology, but no longer free.
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Days Of Old.‚.…
Let me take you to days of old.
Our neighbours were friendly, generous, courageous and bold.
When they all knew your name; The Vicar, Priest, the man in the shop, and even the friendly local Cop.
We played in the street without terror, or fear and went to the pub to get .‚.‘our Nan.‚.’s.‚.’ beer.
When we wondered around without a care in the world, had adventures and games, like kiss chase both the boys and the girls.
And every street had an old woman known as .‚.‘The witch.‚.’ who would chase away kids with a broom or a switch.
When a penny was a fortune and a tanner was more, we tout for odd jobs cheeky enough and knock every door.
When we kids would walk, cycle, or ride on the bus and no matter how big our gang was, The Old
Folk had no reason to be afraid of us.
Today the kids are behind fences, windows and doors.
With Playstations, computers, cell phones and the T.V.
In this advanced world of technology, but no longer free.
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