Tenby

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A group of boys run down the street,

Accompanied by pager beeps.

A flare soars over Goscar Rock.

The Lifeboat launch, race with the clock.

Maybe a kid fell from the cliffs

He cracked his skull on jagged rocks,

Maybe it's just a fishing boat,

Tangled up in it's anchor rope.

The bar desk buzzes with the news,

The talk is body-bags and booze,

The rumours spread like a disease,

Newspaper headlines just repeat.

Known by and knowing everyone,

Same nicknames for fathers and sons.

You get your updates with your beer,

The same subjects discussed for years.

Eventually something will break,

The perfect bubble you create.

A local man recently died,

A silent teardrop fills your eyes. 

The bar desk buzzes with the news,

The talk is body-bags and booze,

The rumours spread like a disease,

Newspaper headlines just repeat.

They found a body on the beach,

It's been at sea for fifteen weeks.

Girl in her thirties dressed in red,

The devil horns still on her head.

"Death accidental" police say,

The rumour-mill fires up today.

Nod to the bar, another round,

The murder stories fly around.

The rumours spread like a disease,

Newspaper headlines just repeat.

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© Morgan