Michael Foley's Blog – September 2015 Archive (1)

Pig Iron

Are you with me or against me, those were the last words that I heard,

Before the fists and boots start flying, this is definitely no place for cowards,

Thomastown 1977 it all started out fine, as we meet up for drinks in the salmon pool,

She was a stunner and she fancied me, it was the end of my first month in my new school.

I had hitchhiked over earlier that night, meeting up with new friends on my own,

Breaking the ice is the hardest thing to do,…

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