WELCOME TO THE BRICKISH EMPIRE WE ARE IN THE MARKET

AS I JOURNEY AMONG THE CLOUDS .I TAKE THE NOTION TO LOOK DOWN,AT LOVES LABOR AT WORK,UNDER THAT BIG CLOUD OVER,THE BRITISH LIVE UNDER THAT BIG CLOUD OVER,THE CLOUDINESS LIFE IS WHERE THEY FIND THEMSELVES,FROM SCOTLAND TO THE CLIFFS OF DOVER,ITS ALL COVERED BY A BIG CLOUD OVER,MORNING SEES A LITTLE BLUE,BACK ON THE GROUND THERE'S PLENTY TO DO,AND MOREOVER ITS ALL COVERED IN A BIG CLOUD OVER,THE OBSCURING OF LIFE IS A STRANGE THING INDEED,NOTHING YOU WANT IS ANYTHING YOU'D NEED,STILL NO NEED TO RENDER OBSCURE,ITS STILL ALL COVERED BY A BIG CLOUD OVER AIRPLANES FLY ABOVE IT ALL,MAKING DOWN BELOW LOOK REAL SMALL,THE VEIL OF CLOUD IS EN GLANDS GLORY LIKE A Po utTING PEACOCK THAT SEES NO CLOUDS,I HAVE NO REASON TO INSINUATE,BECAUSE IN THIS LIFE THE BIG CLOUD WONT WAIT,this is how i remember brixton market as a little boy,a strange and wild looking place,where me and mam would shop,also i loved robin-sons barley water with the old man on the front of the bottle,but most of all i remember the parrots and the monkeys in the market at that time,that would be from around 58 to 1960 south London BR7676=676U77\[]U7[]U7UI['I'767[=7=87[=78=-=[6=UH4T43F3EWEESDDQQQQQQ4TR576776778­8UI[P[]P[O9=9[O[]P=PPO=P=PO=O9I=IIUIJKNBCVGHGCJ[HYFERFVBGF=BRA

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