They are not dogs
Roaming around on the golf course
They’re only jackals
Creatures on a golf course
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In the pink
Flaunting blossoms
High above the busy city street
They’re all bright pink
Pigeons on the temple roof
The bell tolls loudly
Within the holy mandir
Pigeons fly around
A cat at Crawford Market
No dogs are allowed
In the busy food market hall
But cats – welcome
The rose seller
Risking danger
He sells roses on very busy streets
Buy some please
An enormous puddle
Rain has fallen
The road’s gutter no longer drains
The puddle is quite deep
The tunnel of life
Happy or sad
There’s always light and hope at
The end of the tunnel
A gap in the clouds above Ventnor
Rays of sunshine
Burst through a hole in the heavens
High above the sea
Take it very slowly
Take it slowly
There is no hurry at all
When you’re a tiny snail
In cash we trust
Some prefer not
To put trust in banks and bankers
They only use cash
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