They'd had a fight again.
– You'll have your work cut out for you, I said.
One of their quiet ones.
She laughed.
Where they whispered their screams and roaring.
She laughed at me.
And she was always the first one to cry and he kept stabbing at her with his face and his words.
– You'll have your work cut out for you, I said.
One of their quiet ones.
She laughed.
Where they whispered their screams and roaring.
She laughed at me.
And she was always the first one to cry and he kept stabbing at her with his face and his words.
( Roddy Doyle )
[ Paddy Clarke Ha Ha Ha ]
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