A Pile of Bricks
"Golden lads and girls all must,
As chimney-sweepers come to dust."
We lie together, huddled in the dust,
as boys and girls and chimney sweepers must.
From such abasement we will never rise,
but in our day we won the Turner Prize.
Posted over on her site Friko's World
Listed as #29 over on Magpie Tales 51