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BATTERSEA PARK, by                    
First Line: Oh, brickbat park I name it
Last Line: And help the bill of fare.
Subject(s): London; Parks

Oh, Brickbat Park I name it:
The soil is none too grand;
But summer flowers inflame it,
And sometimes there's a band.

I know two tall power-stations
Exhale a mort of grit,
And constant fumigations
From tugs disfigure it.

I know how on the lakelet
There lies a sooty scum:
The cygnet and the drakelet
Must find it troublesome.

Drawbacks! But there's high-grade work
In the allotments, where
The plants reward the spadework
And help the bill of fare.

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