Marbles 3

III

There were almost four hundred until the black day

I discovered how high they would fly to the sky

If you used them for tennis instead of a ball..Zinging glass satellites crueller than fate

Whacked with a racket up into the blue

I'd smashed all the greenhouses on the estate

And a crowd formed a queue at the gate..

Songwriters

IAN MOSLEY (T), PETER JOHN TREWAVAS, MARK KELLY (T), STEVEN HOGARTH (T), STEVEN THOMAS ROTHERY (T)Published by

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