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CHRISTIAN JAMES

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With his close-cropped hair and his tatoos here and there
With his thin pale face and his commitment to the race
Christian James was well known for going it alone
He drove the multi-storey and he died in a blaze of glory.

The owner of the Golf GT
A businessman from Daventry
Got a new one from the factory.
Christian James, youngest of seven,
Lived & Died and went to Heaven.

At school the teachers spoke of him
As a lad who they'd considered dim
He'd been in care and out of shame
He'd started on the dangerous game
Of nickin' cars and drivin' fast -
He knew it wouldn't last.

So, Christian's dead and who are we
To dole out fake morality?
We stand accused of gross neglect:
No chances offered. No respect.

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◄ i.m. Captain Keith Douglas (1920-1944)

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M.C. Newberry

Fri 7th Jun 2024 16:11

I think of this as an updated Ogden Nash sort of poem. And I
always enjoy the way the message is conveyed. That said....
If you tend not to behave
You're destined for an early grave! 😑

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