Mustn’t Grumble

Thinks he’s the bee’s knees

One big bumble

He’s doing his best

Mustn’t grumble

All around

Dreams start to crumble

Chin up chaps

Mustn’t grumble

Gets his words

All in a jumble

An Eton boy

So mustn’t grumble

Discontent

Begins to rumble

He’s such a card

Mustn’t grumble

Staggering on

He’s bound to stumble

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On The Slag Heap

Quenching the eternal flame,

the furnaces won’t burn again,

the northern dragons will lay still -

the Government has had its fill.

At its heart a molten core

that will implode and beat no more.

The mill will close, the light will die

and in the dark the ghosts will cry.

The workers will go home to bed

not knowing if their family’s fed

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