ENA'S LAMENT
The life was in them clouds you know. Mingled it was and teeming in and out of coal black back yards . It coalesced on corners and in cafes and although it's taste were bitter we knew it were a local brew. Tony NoonENA'S LAMENT
The life was in them clouds you know. Mingled it was and teeming in and out of coal black back yards . It coalesced on corners and in cafes and although it's taste were bitter we knew it were a local brew. Tony Noon