You okay, mate? You look forlorn.
Like the knight in ‘La Belle Dame’? I say.
Pardon.
‘Alone and palely loitering.’
Sorry.
‘On the cold hill side’. Keats, I say. “La belle Dame Sans Merci’
Who?
John Keats. Romantic poet. You must have done him at school.
This is a butcher’s shop, mate. Not an English classroom. What can I get you?
John Malone 
Ah, come on, there must be some Keats-loving butchers out there. ;>)
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Lol 🙂 guess I went to the wrong butchers 🙂
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