It was a sixpenny slot
which wasn’t that much,
but when that’s all you’ve got
twenty shots to pot twenty ducks
and you’d get your sixpence back,
quack bloody quack
never once got it back
and I always walked home,
that should have taught me something
about something, but when you’re ten
you can’t know anything about something
or I never thought so.
© 2020, John Smallshaw.