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Welcome to 'A Frample', a confused tangle of columns, prose poems and lyrics. It's not so much a blog as an online folder, lying somewhere between a drawer and the bin.


Heart keep on pumping


July 11, 1988

Heart keep on pumping
Help me get through another day.
There are an awful lot of people
Relying on my pay.

I've grown
to hate the postman
As he comes to my door,
Sending bills splattering
Across my kitchen floor.

Working for a crazy man.
Obliged to nod, forced to smile.
He's got a suit and he's got some shares
He was born a company child.

My wife she saying nothing.
It's all be said before.
Raising kids isn't easy.
There's that, and a whole lot more.

Get me a ticket for platform one,
And the 11.20 heading straight through.
Lord, lift the load I'm feeling
And lay it out on platform two.

Picture: Didusdn

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