Blackpool Characters

I have to admit, I don't really know any Blackpoolcharacters. I hear names, but these words just blend into a history of colour, long remembered. I don't really know anyone of real note.
Some people will say, "but you know Oz?" and I would reply in the affirmative to this however, I have worked creatively with the chap and don't see him as other do. He is a friend with talent, a very naughty boy and not the messiah.
For me the biggest and most influential character on the Fylde Coast is Blackpool. A town who wants to be one thing that seemingly contradicts what it actually is.
But to write a poem about Blackpooldoesn't excite me. So I've been thinking and cogitating and contemplating and pondering. I've looked things up and written stuff down. I have pulled apart my tiny little tautologically filled mind to come at this problem/theme from not necessarily a different angle, more a less considered path.
I do hope you like it Mr Granger
"OH MY GOD NOOOO!"
The mother was franticThe father swore and criedA passer by ran to get the managerMobile phones dialled 999
Another twist of the head, sound of boneA mothers face wears the blood of her infantFather is on his knees sobbingIt's over in an instant
The child is goneand the beast continues to feedFather feels numbMother's heart begins to bleed
The manager arrivesSirens filling the back dropThe horrific scene rapes his sensesBlood soak detailed snap shots.
Lost filled parents embraceThe zoo vet takes his shotA lion falls to the ground
Flower are laid, in memory of Albert
Dat be it from me dis weeks cuz
Colin