home one day,
to find his true love,
gone away.
Then one day,
just be chance,
he met her at
a local dance.
When he asked her
why she left him,
These were the words
in her reply,
"If you would of lived,
an honest life,
I would of been
your loving wife.
But you chose
the life of crime,
Borstal boy,
go and do your time."
Later on,
that same night,
Borstal boy, cried like hell..
In the morning
they found him dead,
in his hand
a letter that read;
"Dig my grave,
dig it deep,
place some red roses,
at my feet...
above my head
place a white dove,
to show how
I died of love."
All you girls,
bear in mind,
A borstal boy
is hard to find.
If you find one,
love him true,
because a borstal boy,
will die for you........
violets are blue,
a Borstal boy,
will always love you....
Poem written by Shadowj1