The team

The team

A Poem by Jack
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A little story about the summer ball last year

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Dressed up in our finest glad rags

The team descends on ‘one more night’.

Coming up from our powdered glad bags

We descend on the fairground lights.

 

Some don’t make it past the door

Magical bike’s the outlaws’ night.

Ridesandlines then hit the floor

Darkness seems abnormally bright.

 

Silent disco and lovable rogues

Everyone ‘up all night to lucky.

Music follows wherever they go

Team disperse in their ecstasy.

 

Last orders fair wells and goodnights

Meet P and Con back from their journey.

All still on top on these great white heights

Team search together for the after party

 

Reconvene with hannah and mitch

They join the rest of the boat bubble.

This year Scholesy’s taken the big risk

They wait for the ship to restart trouble.

© 2013 Jack


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Added on October 13, 2013
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Jack
Jack

London, Twickenham, United Kingdom



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Hey my name's jack, I'm 22 and live in twickenham, enjoy writing poetry in my spare time (everyone needs an emotional outlet and that's mine). My poetry is base on what's happening in my life or the.. more..

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