The last day of Novermber's brought slight snow
That does not coat our world nor will not last.
Last night again our chat began to flow
Towards the doings of my distant past.
Your questions led me to remembered joy
Of visits to Kirkham's co-op cinema.
The first film that I saw as a little boy:
Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs. A
Memory of the dwarves' daft working song,
Although with rhyming words changed naughtily
Some time in my teenage years; a gong
That shows rejection of my past most haughtily.
My question to the mirror on the wall?
Who can tell me truly if I have a soul??