The Walk-in Theatre
Copyright 2010 Russell Leslie Howells
When I was a teen,
still at high school
We'd go to the walk-in's
on Egan street
A blanket under one arm
concealing the bottle of Brandivino
one of the older lads
had purchased for us
up at Poon Brothers
We'd sit up the back
with a girl by our side
sharing our blankets
a lot they did hide
The bottle we'd share
among just a few
and stagger home
noisily,toward midnight
Try as I might after all
of these years
I can't recall any of the movies
But my memories are vivid
of some of them girls
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