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This part of town is all flatfish trampsBeautiful women becoming mothersAll night long the piano grinsI sit drinking sweetheart stoutHey lonely - you with the negro faceSay lonely - what time does the music start?Suddenly the actress belly laughs& I put my hand on hersIslington JohnTime you were goneLook at the clockIt's a quarter to one& when it strikes the hourI will steal your poppy flowerI get a nosebleed under the blue lampThe actress goes up to the ugly man & they kissThe wind ruffles the polytheneOn a woman drunk on powdered milk & gasMe & the actress meet a crowd walking backwardsFootball fans attacking gypsy caravansSomeone hits my head from the backAs I'm peeping at cookery down an extractor stackIslington JohnTime you were goneLook at the clockIt's a quarter to one& when it strikes the hourI will steal your poppy flowerCars beep as we flamenco danceOn the pavement the innards of an old alsatianPreserved by frost back at her flat the actress gargles& puts on a record by Juliette GrecoIslington JohnTime you were goneLook at the clockIt's a quarter to one& when it strikes the hourI will steal your poppy flowerIslington John lifted the nylonLay amongst the broken antiques & smiledReeking of coffee & pissSober enough just to say this:"I will pay for this fire extinguisherThe sand bucket & caseIf you will let me pay for this man's face"Islington JohnTime you were goneLook at the clockIt's a quarter to one& when it strikes the hourI will steal your poppy flower

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