Public relations and charms bracelets.

City stacked with oblong cards 

folded out on a table 

With chattering false teeth 

as the curling fish falls to the shallows 

as they scale fences Of the charm school 

along a camber to a air raid shelter

Hidden faces the flying aces 

That were lost in pre wired sleeve

A sweat in the night spent loving

Long callers in Red phone booths 

To front page public relations that lost their charm

Dirty birds hidden books of haute looks

A braying Trojan horse is a calling you a liar

As it shows you how to jump fences.