The guy
Saturday, November 01, 2008, 07:00
I MADE a guy six feet tall
Human-like muscles and all.
Called him Arnie after the star,
Hollywood's villain the Terminator.
Put him on the streets to earn some cash,
He loaded it in, he was an instant smash.
Watching telly in the night,
In his chair, in my sight,
He stayed with me for weeks on end,
A silent partner becoming a friend.
Until a day in November came,
Where I was terminator the same,
And took him to his fiery end,
And an empty chair, a lost friend.
S J Evans
Cockett Road
Swansea
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