Johnny
Johnny left Britain running
He must have seen trouble coming
He retired to Greece
Had a few good years, pushed the boat out and searched for the golden fleece
He enjoyed those years which were good
No rowdyness or violence
Good food and evening s of silence
Simple times, no Euro or dept crisis
Now he’s at peace...with no death crisis.
poem by Brian Roy Skyers
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