Tuesday, 31 July 2012

Rusted cans lay in the sand.
Long scratchy grass grew behind the fence.
Broken struts feebly held the last of the old sign.
The old drive in.
Hadn't seen a movie for years.
A booth and two old snack shacks sat at the back.
Where people brought tickets and hot dogs.
Where cars used to pull up full of girls, boys, beer and popcorn.

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