New Road, new thinking.
Away from all negative sinking.
Being here, with other's cheer,
will ease the pinning for a beer.
What ever it be, at least we'll see,
that standing proud,
will earn our crown.
Thinking twice, about the price,
let it known, we'll beat the brown.
(That evil B******) stole the crown!)
Whatever it takes, we know the stakes,
that thinking now, will do us proud.
So f*** em all and go make your crown!
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New Road is the name of the recovery service in Southampton This poem was written with people who are in recovery in mind. It was written in minutes with no time for thinking. When writing poems I don't know what my pen is going to write... It has a mind of its own. All my best poems are written straight from the heart from strong emotions. If I think then I end up not writing from the heart and instead start thinking of words that rhyme