Hysteric Call
¶ 1
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Can todays youth ever envisage
With their gadgets, football from a seat
Those old enough retain the image
A queue for a phone in the street
¶ 2
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In Sheffield they queued for miles
The football not worth a damn
Faces pale, void of smiles
“I just need to ring me mam”
¶ 3
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Back home the waiting excruciating
Minds racing, families concerned
That night some children walked right in
Others, they never returned
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