For Them That Trespass Page #2

It's called Sunset

So bowed old Ben with heavy feet and slow towards..

Carry on

towards the splendor of the setting sun

your poor unworldly piece of day work done there by the shadows of verode you go

wind is quiet and the evening still and the roads so leveled

that the younger feet sound brisk and lively on the hard paved street

Yet you walked as though you climbed a hill

Go on

It's all

Sympathize

You'd like to keep it?

Yes.I'll put it somewhere safe

Fancy you writing all them funny things

I'll keep my treasures behind the grate and I won't forget where I put them

You'll go far.I can see that

I'll take it up and read it when I am old and you're famous

I can't see you old

That's nice of you

Jim says that too.In that certain way you do

Jim?

My man.He is a fireman

He's the chap that chokes the fire,not the kind that puts them out

He is on the Mersey Land Express, 6 10 from Euston

Does he know..

That I ask my friends in for a drink,of course he don't

Jim knew you was here he do me good and proper

Don't buy much to make him better though,

He is a kind of likes it,for some that do

Hello.Cheer me

Jim is jealous,he has to have his own sweet way

There is no one worth a row of fins to Jim but him

The verve that goes them railway engines

couldn't they can go without the help of Mr Fireman,Jim,

He is the one that pulls the train, the engine only helps him

Come on,son, enjoy give over dreaming of the girl you left behind you

Stuff her up and she will go to the boil

Why not taking your friend back for a change

Hello Sam

Give up and walk out of that railwayman

And take someone up with a criminal fate

Men always say.Why not that with you. Nothing is too good for me

I guess that someone else has said

And so do I

And who are you?The King of Spain?

Good Night Your Majesty.Thank you.

You are not good to any girl who expects respectability to be around with you

Fancy a little bad seed just like your Lordship said you was

Say that again

Don't worry,you will hear it said again next for Friday

You shut your mouth or I'll do it for you

See that he is threatening,assault and battery,he is going to murder me,he is

Oh,I'm frightened.I am going home to mum

Now what you done,murder me

You drive a man to murder

-Hear,what's this about? -He is jealous

She doesn't belong to him

Ah,stow it you all!

You there,cool down,old mate!

They are silly those gentlemen

It's pity they don't teach manner in this class..

She is saucy to put that frankly

Shut up about the Frankie

Whose that?

It's me

I just come to say that I am sorry

You have no cause to talk to me like that

Look at what you have done to my skirt

I lost my temper, Frankie

Never see you these days

and now the night I'm leaving you are leading this path again

Yes.Let's forget about him. Let be lovers as we used to be,hey!

All right.Who is he anyway?

He comes from Serram Hill

And Herb,he treats me like a lady

Hold my arms in the street, walks on the outside

So he will grow out of that

How old is he?

About twenty he is clever then about thirty

I shall get him pushed

And Herb,he calls me White Swan

Is he goofy?

His white swan

Love a duckie must be daft

What's his name?

Oh,come on

-It's Kit -Kit what?

Kit Marlowe

Satisfied?

There's an amount of tea who belongs Brago OK

I know

Hey,Frankie,just in case keep this up warm for us

I'll put it behind the grate

That's just over a couple of hundred quid

I harp it

That's the matter with Jocko who done it

I've a secret hiding place

Sure.I leave my assignment

Herb

Don't do nothing silly

I don't you to worry as soft as butter and as fat

I'll come back rich,maybe rich enough to have a go at going straight

Come on Frankie.Give us a kiss

Well,so long

-Wish me luck -Good Luck Herbie

Frankie!

I've got some beer on my dress,service fault

That's was him just now,come to apologize

What's beaten you? You got a poem on your mind?

You know you are strange

Somehow there is two of you,one that say,Frankie you are wrong

another one say, Frankie, I like rotten girls

Not rotten.Rotten is mean, vicious,greedy

and above that you are gay and generous,lovely

That's nice

It just departed in some guys here we catch in Liverpool

And crawling into the pubs in Scotland Row

Sorry said Leaky,I am not going all around this evening

evening is no work in my days bill when the stuff is waiting out for you

Keep smiling

Off we go

You'll get your London train in time to see you smoking out with the girl

Come on,hurry up Sunshine

Or you never catch that lodger of yours

Signing it off at 11 20

Well we didn't make it in time for the Old Swan,still you are too young

for public eyes,wait to get to my age

then perhaps you could say be inside "de lemonade"

So long,sunny Jim

Quiet now the train has stopped

Isn't it

Sometimes I wish it wasn't

Makes me frightened

Frankie

Let me in

I'm coming just a second

Come on open that door or I batter it in

That way

-Will you be all right? -Quick

You've been with Herb

No,Jim,I haven't

I heard the windows

What's that?

Going sun bathing?

I was just getting into bed

Being seeing double too,hey!

Oh,no,I wished

No,we'll see

You're a liar!

Coming here and I'm still in Liverpool

I told you to lay off with Herbie, I come right back here and catch him

Now I'm going to make sure you too lay off with Herbie

Coming

-Who is it? -Jim

I've come to stay for keeps

What are you staring at?

What's the matter with you?

Nothing

Give me a drink,I'm dumb

Yes,Jim

I saw Frankie in the pub tonight

With Herb.They had quite a tryst

I haven't seen Frankie,I'm straight here

I left the railway depot and straight to you

Christie,dear,you were late in last night

Not so very late ,mother

Here is the check for my poems for the Morning Post

I hope you're going to save it,dear

No you have it mother. Please I like you to.My first

How sweet of you

And lots more,wait until I have done the play

You will never finish a new one with this rate

It isn't the new one, it is the earlier steps

I'm rewriting it

Thank you,Mother

Sorry for nothing,Frankie,that's me

I've never done it.I must shrug off

Kit Marlowe has done it

The couple was meeting after I left

Can or Can? I can't find that you didn't it yet

But I'm not a police . Your records not so good

But I have an alibi,I've been with you

I can't again,then,I know the police

Think my records not so good either

I'm thinking when you say that you came up to Glasgow

the very night the lassie was murdered, and you say you came to do a job with me

I'm thinking the police maybe will they understand

The one I'm thinking of anyway, we cannot do this job now

Jocko.If I had done her in I would take all my brass now,wouldn't I?

Can and Can.I am no policeman, I keep telling you

The police would say

that you have done it for the money, than lost your nerve and left without it

The police

They got a daft and crazy way of thinking, laddie

I tell them just what happened

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