Cold London
I hate you, London!
Hurry up and go.
Leave, drown
Say goodbye
And take your snow.
Stop pushing me London
You’re pushing me too far.
Shoving me on the train,
Slowing buses down in rain.
Immigration and youth out of control,
Students not at peace
With the tuition fee increase.
Recession,
Job cuts,
Unemployment
and fear,
Are all you hear when a politician is near.
Terrorism,
Murder,
Muggings
And hate.
All in a day
On a bus thirty eight.
I’ll be out soon,
I and London are through.
I’ll go back to Devon
Where I can write
About having
Nothing
To do.
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