They tumble from pubs of Wale Street – Prospect of Kent, My Dutch Uncle, Spit of the Worm – monkey drunk. Barge through ghosts of a boy who fell from a cart, a widow who dropped from hunger, 17 bomb dead. They wonÛªt remember which pub they were cursed in, wonÛªt see next week.
They tumble from pubs of Wale Street – Prospect of Kent, My Dutch Uncle, Spit of the Worm – monkey drunk. Barge through ghosts of a boy who fell from a cart, a widow who dropped from hunger, 17 bomb dead. They won’t remember which pub they were cursed in, won’t see next week.
— ReptonGuide (@ReptonGuide) January 8, 2021