Dec 10, 2009 15:26
Found on the booking office wall at work:
It's getting rather late
As I board the express train
The wet spots on the window
Tell me it's started to rain.
The train guard announces
Those dreaded words we hate
That 'Due to urgent trackwork
This service will be late'.
Some people just accept it
But others start to swear
They rant, and rave and threaten,
Claiming that it isn't fair.
The never ending trackwork
It's part of the commuter's life
You think it's bad,
Try the weekend
That's when it's really rife.
There's trackwork to the north
And trackwork to the west.
When you reach your destination
You'll be cursing with the rest.
You despise the trains so much,
You promise you'll keep away,
But you'll be back to be delayed,
'Cause the trackwork's here to stay.
- R.C