No wife, kids, home; 
No money sense. Unemployable. 
Friends, yes. But the wrong sort – 
The workshy, women, wogs, 
Petty infringers of the law, persons 
With notifiable diseases, 
Poll tax collectors, tarts; 
The bottom rung. 
His end? 
I think we'll make it 
Public, prolonged, painful. 
Right, said the baby. That was roughly 
What we had in mind.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/culture/3813257/Christmas-Poems-by-UA-Fanthorpe.html
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/obituaries/culture-obituaries/books-obituaries/5252820/UA-Fanthorpe.html
http://www.independent.co.uk/news/obituaries/u-a-fanthorpe-poet-who-championed-the-underdog-and-whose-work-was-rooted-in-english-history-1677685.html
http://www.theguardian.com/books/2009/may/02/obituary-u-a-ua-fanthorpe
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/culture/3813257/Christmas-Poems-by-UA-Fanthorpe.html
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/obituaries/culture-obituaries/books-obituaries/5252820/UA-Fanthorpe.html
http://www.independent.co.uk/news/obituaries/u-a-fanthorpe-poet-who-championed-the-underdog-and-whose-work-was-rooted-in-english-history-1677685.html
http://www.theguardian.com/books/2009/may/02/obituary-u-a-ua-fanthorpe
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