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World Cup Breakfast in the Pub Haiku

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 See the Rising Sun!
Sky scape trapped inside the pub,
Dawn cloud of fag smoke.

Notes

What a social revolution there might be next June for a couple of weeks.
But oh for a cafe with the football on but no alcohol or fag smoke. I just can’t face it at that hour of the day. And as every good citizen knows, there’s work to do.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/world-cup-breakfast-in-the-pub-haiku/