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Introduction
An Owner's Complaint
The Cub Scout Diary
Glasgow
Judith
Photo in St James' Park
Poem de terre
Pop and Me
The Price of Art in Luton
Relaxing with Taxidermy
Smothering Sunday
Culture Shock
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Pop Image Pop and me

My dad had come along to watch me
the day I came last in the cub scout sack race;
the day my glasses fell off on to the running track
and somebody behind me
deliberately hopped on top of them
and damaged them really badly.
I was that
struggling runt at the back
laughed at by everyone,
everyone, except my dad.
And not because he had
a beating in mind
but because he felt for me.
And when he came to find me
and I was melting with tears
he said 'You're the one
they'll remember in the years to come, son,
you were very funny.'
And he took me to the shop
and ordered me some pop
and we halved the humiliation
when he didn't have the money.

This poem is from Love Cuts