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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=511523" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Squalor & Chips</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=511523" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">My angel of the night <br>came down the stairs of morning<br>his hair, brown locks of greasiness, <br>his mouth, those sweet lips, yawning.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=511523" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He stopped three steps from earth that day<br>and gazed at trainers in his way<br>and then as I began to pray, <br>stepped over and ignored them.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=511523" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He took four steps across the room<br>he missed the cloth, the pan, the broom <br>and squashed cold chips, bare footed<br>upon the kitchen flooring! </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=511523" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Alas my fallen angel there, <br>sat his bottom on a chair<br>and sweeping hand through tousled hair, <br>ate his breakfast without care.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=511523" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Without thought for chips all squashed, <br>flattened on that kitchen floor. <br>A floor so needy for a wash<br>as I exclaimed, "Oh my dear God! "</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=511523" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I found the mop, the bucket too<br>I cleaned the floor, mopped up the goo<br>and then I had a notion to, <br>but my angel wouldn't let me through.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=511523" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Squashed chips on the kitchen floor<br>last nights washing up, <br>sticky table, dustbins full<br>and an empty coffee cup.</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=Ruth+Walters">Ruth Walters</a></strong></div>

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