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Six Lanes: No Colour

Alexander Fry

It was my birthday: I went to Welwyn.
I went to ...
It was my birthday
... Milton Keynes?
I went shopping and it was my birthday.
On my own in Stevenage.
I know, special treat, I’ll get the bus to Hatfield.
Do some birthday shopping,
On my own in the rain.
I left my coat on the bus.