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The Green Dragon
Amongst the half drunken cans of Stella
And the prostitutes with another fella
Shagging in the graffiti play parks
Being ignored by the door to door loan sharks
Tall grey building with broken glass windows
And dark dangerous alcoves
Look over the barking dogs not on leads
And Asian men nursing nosebleeds
As the men with shaved heads
Walk past the dumped mattresses and beds
Where the homeless man slept night
Not woken by another fight
English flags, stained with mud
And other stains that look like blood
Hang out side the 17th floor
Like battle signs amongst the gangs at war
Crack dealers come and drugs addicts go
While others go missing, but where I don’t know
Around lay Burnt out cars, and stolen bikes
And people on street corners during the nights
There is a sign that says. “Don’t come here mate!”
And above it says, “Welcome to the Green Dragon Estate”
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