Can anyone supply a copy of a poem which I think is called The Ship, it's about someone passing away and people on one shore saying she is gone, she is gone and people on the other side/shore...
Anyone watch it? Anyone cry? I did. If I lived in Church Road, Stoke Newington or even in London right now I swear I'd go round and kick that guy in the balls. He just had a pregnant fox and her mate...