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FROM THE LOVE SONG OF TOMMO FROGLEY, by                    
First Line: Comeahead then comeahead
Last Line: Chattin back ter their radios
Subject(s): Eliot, Thomas Stearns (1888-1965); Eliot, T. S.


Comeahead then comeahead
When the skies round Birkie turn tomater red
Like some ould heartcase breathalysed in a copshop;
Comeahead past tellies on the blink
An bashed-in bins that stink:
Past playgrounds strewed with soupcans rubbers rocks
An offies gorrup like Fort Knox ...
O comeahead I dare yer
An see ar NO GO area

In twos an twos the busies comes an goes
Chattin back ter their radios

The fog that hangs around the ferries
Squeezed out a sock near Fort Perch Rock
Squeezed out an udder one near Formby Light
Picked at its athlete's foot by Crosby baths
Towelled itself down against the floating roadway
Coughed up its lungs at Tranmere
Then crashed a lobbo job dead snug-an-tite

An there will be time
Fer me to go meet me peergroup in the dump;
Ter roll a drunk or give some cow a hump

An time ter wire another horseless carriage
Or have a gangshag in a broke-in garage
Time ter do what we goan ter do
Before we sit round sniffing bags of glue

In twos an twos the busies comes an goes
Chattin back ter their radios





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