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The Train

Posted by Sara on December 18, 2008

Here is our latest slice of poetry pie, brought to you once again from the amazing Dominic. Particularly relevant for all you struggling this week with the new, completely rubbish timetabling changes to the Brighton trains from southern rail. A pox on them we say.

The train

On the 6:41,

No one utters a word,

It seems so absurd,

They’re all so glum,

Engrossed in their books,

They avoid others glares,

Though no one cares,

About how they look,

They all look so tired,

Yet their working like fools,

They should down their tools,

But then they’ll be fired,

I feel so alone,

An outsider in this,

Taciturn bliss,

Can’t wait to get home.


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