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My Little Guy Poem - Lewes Bonfire Night Celebrations
November 2, 2014 at 10:56 pm by v
My Little Guy Poem
He’ll always be my little Guy.
Crooned him many a lullaby.
I still see him so cutesome in his cot.
A thousand winks from gunpowder plot.
Ever a shy child, so sensitive.
What was he doing in a bloody cellar
with all them bloody explosives?
Bad company. that’s what, I tell yar.
Always told him, stay clear of fire, son.
Fire means Hell to good Catholics.
Never guessed he’d grow up with ambition
for what clever folk-dem call pyrotechnics.
But come November fifth, when bonfire rage,
it’s my little Guy what takes centre stage.
By John Agard
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