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Hi Ho, it’s off to work I go…


I walked along Malarkey Street
Then turned right into Shenanigans Street.
At the junction with Tomfoolery Crescent
(The first junction not the second one)
I crossed over and took my path through Flim-Flam Cut.

I reached work only three minutes late
This was due to the wrong sort of blather as I crossed Caterwauling Canal.

Later, at 5:03, I finished work. Then…
I had to retrace my steps.

Same old, same old.

First in Class


This splat form
please fill it out
As there is a train waiting
And you can’t delay
A train of thought;
Or something upon those lines.

If there is a point to all this
Then I do not know it;
It all points to some destination
But, as it may be a departure from my norm
I shall just see how it all pans out.

It may be a miscarriage of poetic justice;
Or just a jumble of words
That wag on randomly;
Or, it may be just the ticket;
From which a journey
Can depart-you to France
(If you know what I mean)
Or somewhere else.

If you choose to remain stationary
Then please can you fill out
This splat form – as there is another train of thought due along
Any time-table soon.

At the end of the end of a busy day

Not the train I went on - worse luck. G:)

Not the train I went on – worse luck. G:)

Having travelled the length and the breadth

(sometines in the shallow end

sometimes way out of my depth)

Of the land

By foot, train, lift and van;

I’m now back at home with my darling Jane

And I’m a happy, tired man.

It’s true that there’s no gain without pain

And I have to do it tomorrow all over again

(apart from the train – that can wait until Friday)

thank you for journeying along as I weathered the seas (none of those)

And I hereby declare a last call for: “Fares, please!”

Train Times (For Out Of Here!)

Not for my journey

Not for my journey

I was considering train times
As a possible source of rhymes
But, I think I missed the boat on that one, alas

I thought I’d pen a few lines in my compartment
Upon my carriage and deportment
But, I am a bit of a slob when it comes to class

I was almost derailed by the thought of a buffet trolley
But, missed the points of going the whole nine railway yards; what a wally.

I am in training.

What for?
I know not

Where to?
That would be my destination.

Just the ticket!

All aboard!