' ' ' 'It’s A Gas! Gas! Gas!
D Dónall Dempsey
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He was my guy from Guyana.
Meant to be
on a business course but of course
he was a Wimpy chief
in a Wimpy bar.
Me I was a Wimpy
waitress.
He was mine & I was his.
Neighbours complained
that a black man was(shock horror)
coming & going!
This was after all...1968
& Jumpin’ Jack Flash was a gas gas gas.
Revolution was in the air.
Other tenants
voted to have me evicted.
I fought it tooth and nail
to no avail
& they got me
on the colour thing
said I had painted
the bedroom wall
(against the rules)
a shocking
deep puce.
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