Awesome....love it u got my vote!!!!

Hi Scott,

Thank you for your comments and nominating chap.
Much appreciated :)

Reminds me of my youth and where I grew up.
Also a visit from the Bow Street Runners. But that was because we were squatting a house, not for drugs. They were looking for a car thief and just assumed we had something to do with it because we were squatting. No warrant, but that was the 1980's policing. Great write Michael.
PPx

Thanks Paul,
Yes the 80's holds lots of memories, and squat parties were up there haha!

Thanks for your comments chap :)

Michael

This is why I love rhyming poetry so much. When done this well, it is still the most pleasurable and charming way to write and read, in my humble opinion. Nominated.

All the best, Michael.

Ben

*Edit - I can see it's already nominated!

Just had a wee look to see what's new and this popped up first.

Bloody fantastic. Bang on from start to finish.

Thanks for sharing

Thanks AR

Nice words :)

Amazing write Michael!!

WOW. Agree with Ben.P on the rest. :-)

judging comment

You take us on a lovely jaunt down memory lane with your descriptive well written poem. London’s flea markets pop into my head with all the dodgy dealings and underground, one step ahead of the law. Most of your poems are punctuated by vocabulary rarely used which always has me reaching for the dictionary. Sometimes such language can appear gratuitous and detract from the poet’s message though not the case in this poem. Yet you have certainly used imaginative flavoursome language which certainly works well in the context of this cleverly written poem. The rhyme works well but found the meter off in a couple of places when moving from one stanza to the next which interrupted flow.

Frisky moves of a black-bottom shuffle
Pitter-patter of black-boot kerfuffle
Two of my favourite lines. Well done.