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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Bondie of /'/88
[time] => 2018-10-24 23:04:09
[hometext] => A rondeau
[bodytext] => The fire roars fair before us, where policemen shield their faces. They/'/re hard silhouettes against the smoke; just giving us a Guiser/'/s scare. "It/'/s forty feet, or mair - I swear!" "/'/There/'/s nae een like it, they/'/d nae dare!" These children did - and how they spoke; The fire roars fair. The Bondie Gangs the Die Hearts broke are long forgotten by the folk of Peterheed or anywhere who would remember, even care that fires were were lit; those times I stoke. The fire roars fair. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 69 [topic] => 55 [informant] => dieheart [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems )
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