He spoke so very eloquently for a child of ten years
Should be, even needed to be, perhaps
For the authorities manhandled his family’s everything, all finally dependent on his ability to lie like a scholarly Saint
Soon as they asked for his passport and he winked to say that he wasn’t exactly who he seemed to appear to be
A neat whisky placed in these Northern Billies hands to settle souls as well as feet – and the trample lessened alright
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