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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365886" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Barn at Willoughby's Farm - II</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365886" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Jacinth's Tale</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365886" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He was always there on the fringes<br>Of my world, when just a child, <br>There wasn't a time he wasn't there<br>To guide, protect, to chide, <br>He'd follow me safely home from school, <br>He'd take me for a ride, <br>A cousin, so many times removed<br>From those on my mother's side.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365886" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I wasn't the only sibling, but<br>It was me he called his pet, <br>The others would get quite jealous <br>And they'd not let me forget, <br>‘He carries a torch for you, Jacinth, <br>And never will let you be! '<br>But when I was just a teenager<br>He made me feel like a queen.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365886" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He was into his later twenties, then<br>But he didn't seem to care, <br>He'd let me dress for a party, then<br>He'd sit and he'd brush my hair, <br>There wasn't a friend as good as him<br>I told my party crowd, <br>The cuz that lived in the basement<br>Of our flat, my Tom O'Dowd.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365886" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But once I grew as a woman, then<br>His manner became intense, <br>He started to irritate me, and<br>Took issue with all my friends, <br>‘That fellow isn't the one for you, <br>He'll only drag you down! '<br>Or - ‘What in the world are you coming to? <br>That guy, he's simply a clown! '</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365886" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He tried to snuggle up closer on<br>The couch, when I was home, <br>Started to stroke my hand and knee<br>When we were quite alone, <br>I told him I wasn't interested, <br>That he was merely a friend, <br>His eyes would follow me round the room, <br>‘You'll love me, in the end! '</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365886" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I got upset, and told him straight: <br>‘I hate it when you cling! <br>Just leave me be, or Tom, you'll see<br>You'll just spoil everything! '<br>He pinned me against the bedroom wall<br>And stared with his wild, black eyes, <br>‘I didn't stick all these years, for you<br>To end up another man's prize! '</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365886" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I'd started seeing a bikie, with<br>A Harley - God, it could move, <br>But never let on to cousin Tom, <br>I knew he wouldn't approve, <br>But Joe was really a softie, or<br>I thought so at the time, <br>I must have been quite naïve back then, <br>He'd dabbled in petty crime.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365886" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Then Joe suggested we go away, <br>Get shot of my cousin, Tom, <br>So I came up with a scheme, to make<br>It seem there was nothing wrong, <br>I said I'd a job as a Jillaroo, <br>And I boarded the bus one night, <br>Mentioned the name of Willoughby's Farm<br>So the driver would get it right.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365886" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I got off the bus at Lyndhurst, went<br>To wait by the old hotel, <br>When Joe rolled up on his Harley, and<br>We hit the road for a spell, <br>I kept in touch with my sister so<br>I'd know what was going down, <br>And then in the month of June I heard<br>That Tom was leaving town.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365886" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">We headed out to the old bush track<br>I scrawled on that ancient tyre, <br>I wrote, ‘Five miles to Willoughby's Farm'<br>And hoped that he'd see it there, <br>We travelled out to the farm and hid, <br>For Joe had been there before, <br>Then buried an old sheep's carcass there<br>And left my bag by the door.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365886" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">When Tom came into the barn that morn<br>We lay, deep hid in the hay, <br>And watched him dropp to his knees and sob, <br>Cry out in his pure dismay, <br>He seized the shovel, began to dig<br>Then Joe jumped out in a rage, <br>And suddenly there was blood and a scream<br>I will hear ‘til my dying day! </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365886" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Joe lay there in a pool of blood<br>Where the shovel had sliced his throat, <br>And Tom reeled back when he heard me scream, <br>In a long and a high pitched note, <br>I rode away on the Harley, leaving<br>Tom back out on the track, <br>Sunk in that nightmare dream of his, <br>He'll never be coming back! </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365886" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">16 August,2012</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=David+Lewis+Paget">David Lewis Paget</a></strong></div>