10.The Chequered Flag(Dead Or Alive)
The the disc brakes drag, the chequered flag sweeps across the
oil-slick track. the young man's home; dry as a bone. his helmet
off, he waves：the crowd waves back. one lap victory roll.
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Ul. the taker of the day in winning has to say, isn't it grand
to be playing to the stand, dead or alive. the sunlight streaks
through the curtain cracks, touches the old man where he sleeps.
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Se brings up a cup of tea --- two biscuits and the morning paper
mystery. the hard road's end, the white god's-send is nearer
everyday, in dying the old man says, isn't it grand to be
playing to
Stand, dead or alive. the still-born child can't feel the rain
as the chequered flag falls once again. the deaf composer
completes his final score. he'll never hear the sweet encore.
the chequer
Ag, the bull's red rag, the lemming-hearted hordes running ever
faster to the shore singing, isn't it grand to be playing to the
stand, dead or alive.
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