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| 'Freddy's Last Stand' - Digital mixed media - George Roberts inspired by Anna FC Smith's drawing |
The Ballad of Freddy Hays
He stood on the playground in splendour,
The cock of the National School,
His infamy long gone before him,
In no way with him did you fool
He was short, he was broad, he was powerful,
And his arms and his legs were like logs,
But oh what a joy when I noticed,
His feet were shod in black clogs
He could slide on the play ground in summer,
When of course there was no sign of ice,
And I longed for the day I could join him,
I would have to ask mum and be nice
I put my request to my mother,
It’s clogs that I want mother dear,
They are common she said with a look of disdain,
Her statement made it quite clear
For eighty years past I have yearned for black clogs,
And to be like Freddy Hays,
For he was the cock of the school my lads,
In those long gone halcyon days
Philip Utridge
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