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ONCE IN BELFAST this was the Belfast of the 1960 era if you were around then the innocent times were endi

Days of belted raincoats, hair bobbed in style.
Astor, Romanoes, Jig, and ceili.all
Dance hall dreams.

Hands held in picture halls.
Lingering nights ending at shimmering dawns.
Working days swiftly passing.
Slow Saturdays, strolling.
Lambrettas, Morris cars, youth hostels.
Walking miles. Lasting moments.
Days of belted raincoats.

Stroll along Royal avenue,farset hidden.
Follow it’s path to Woolworths doors.
Albert clock, slightly worse for wear.
Drift down Pottingers entry.
Morning star, shining bright.
Ann street thronged with goose bumped Thights.
Glorifed in mini skirts.
Mooneys pub watching over corn market.
Draught horses,and Guinness.

Bible thumpers, selling Jesus no one listening.
Days of innocence.
Years may have passed,tracksuits,and attitude abound.
Was it only yesterday we, wandered down town.

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