Franc’s for the Woodstock Memories

 

Woodstock in all its glory.

“How much wood would Woodstock stock if Woodstock would stock wood?” This is about the extent of my poetry education received at a revered Cape Town Catholic primary school. And I was no stranger to the industrial Cape Town suburb of aforementioned Woodstock in those days of innocent youth.

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