25 minutes for boarding
Eurotunnel apologise for the delay
Does anyone really believe
A word that their signs say?
Actually I'm not bothered
I don't know what time our crossing is
But all this mock-sincerity
What a fucking swizz!
At least they're not like the Underground
Who boast of 'a good service today'
As if it's something special
Rather than what we expect when we pay!
I know some say I'm a moaner
Or even a miserable old git
But let's all have some honesty
And admit when the service is shit.
We're just captive audience commuter fodder
With no other way to work
Being patronised over the speakers
Taken for a total jerk.
The worst thing is the accents
A fake Jamaican or Cockney sound
As if they understand and we're as one
Dear old London Underground.
I dread to think what will happen
When this twenty four hour tube begins to run
Perhaps they can explain to me
When the maintenance will get done?
Pretending it's for night workers and clubbers
Needed to make our city tick
Well we've managed so far without it
Boris is such a prick!
Thank you to the Unions
Gawd bless the R.M.T.
Protecting the interests of their members
While caring for passengers like me.
Dulwich Poet 30th October 2015
(This one is a good example of a poem by me, where I don't know where it will go! I wrote it after an electronic notice said that we would have to wait 25 minutes for our coach to board a Eurotunnel train, and it got me thinking about 'announcements')
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