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The Jacket
He bought the jacket,
back in 1967,
in Carnaby Street,
what was then,
swinging London.
Pale blue,
single-breasted,
with wide, wide lapels,
two pleats at the back,
and tailored to fit.
His body was slim then,
a much younger man,
than the one that,
looks back at him now,
when in front of the mirror,
he stands.
The pale blue jacket,
had cost a few quid.
but it was worth every penny,
to that young London kid.
Fashion has changed,
from the sixties 'till now,
but he knew that back then,
he really looked good.
In that pale blue,
single-breasted jacket,
from Carnaby Street.
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