tenby
tighter wound that little town
around the bandstand head
past castle gulls uplifting
the sprits of the quaint side ways
and peopled smiles around
the north south bays
and caldey island asleep
most often scented around
each corner shopped and handed
to children on the canon’s seat
while all the time and tide
the boat lanyards rise and fall
from tea rooms netted on sunny views
and all and all we’ve seen it all
in tenby boy
in tenby boy oh boy
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