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Checkmate

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Yesterday my wife and I visited Leeds. We both independently had noticed that the place looked so much more downtrodden since we were last there, only a few weeks ago. We came across some guys playing with a giant chess set in the street. It got me thinking...
Checkmate 
Two men locked in combat On a once busy city street Lines are drawn Brains not brawn  Define these two urban thinkers Chess is their weapon of choice A battlefield laid out on the pavement The King once powerful and all conquering Now a shadow of what he used to be The Queen once primed for hostile takeover Moves aimlessly from place to place In search of the hidden pot of gold The Bishop can only stand and watch As life changes beyond recognition The Knight once glorious and sublime Has fallen from grace Committed a heinous crime The Castle once the bedrock Is now a dilapidated unloved shell Where crowds of followers used to dwell The pawns now trudge down trodden Not knowing where to turn Two men locked in combat On a dying city street. 

Rust Box

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My first car was a maroon Hillman Avenger, like the one pictured. It was the most unreliable piece of machinery. It was nothing but trouble. Rust BoxA wheel at each corner held together with hope and a prayerA rust box disintegrating faster than I lost my hairIn rain hale snow it never wanted to goReluctant as a Yorkshireman paying for a beerA constant battle to keep straight and steerGripping hard, knuckles so whiteMuscles flexed to turn it rightIt rattled and rolled it jangled my changeFragile nerves it would rearrangeBuilding up speed like a granny at a zimmerIt’s wafer thin tyres couldn’t get much thinnerCoppers would stop and beg me , go quickerIgnoring on my lap the bottle of liquorHandling on ice was almost obscenePirouetting faster than Torvill and DeanA challenge a gradient greater than one percentWas like being covered in treacle and buried in cement But when the road fell away and faced an abyssI would kiss St Chris and emit some piss.Plastic seats sweaty and stickyCouldn’t…