To Play or Not?
Once more to London I have to go
Oh deep joy, I like it, no.
But time to time, my work takes me
Deep into the heart of that smelly city.
Which way to get there is always a test
Coz you can always dare bet the other was best.
If you go by train, it never arrives
Whereas by car, it's a dangerous drive.
At least by train you don't have to drive,
Or worry about parking and idiots behind
who drive too close as they talk on the phone,
Or accidentally driving into the congestion charge zone!
But the train's not pretty because of the trash
And the fear with each jolt that it might be a crash
Together with people who sneeze everywhere
And others with rucksacks, all gives you a scare.
Once in the city the underground is best
As it doesn't put your nerves too much to the test
The drunks are a laugh to watch as they sway
And those stupid mobile jingles won't play
The guys on their mobiles shouting out loud
One's spotted some ears, and starts performing to the crowd.
His arms are waving, his voice is raised
As his route in the air he now tries to trace.
At least I don't have to go to the gym
As running up escalators does keep me slim
And walking around the streets are done at a trot
So a target to mug, I become not!
Oh the joys of working in a large city
I'm glad I'm not one and so I do pity
Those that have to travel in every day
And have to play 'dodgem's till their next pay!
