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An Ode to the Slough Slug
By Joe J Bethmann [$$]
Poet Laureate to the Public Transport Industry
A World Premiere Publication
Come friendly buses, call at Slough
Your dark and drear bus station's now
A slimy slug; and this I vow,
It's not all right.
Pre-change, one supped a cup of tea
Newspaper bought, the sport to see
And even went to have a pee
Not on this site.
The cafe doesn't yet appear
The shop, "it's not yet ready, dear"
Bus times leaflets? Oh, no fear!
Oh, what a plight.
Sliding doors where each bus loads
But some routes missing, no abodes?
You have to look in nearby roads
Well out of sight.
The slug sits sombre in the sun
Herschel inspired design is (?) fun
Will it work when building's done?
Perhaps it might.
The friendly "bombs" did fall on Slough
You've got a new bus station now
But does it make you shout out "wow"?
Oh dear, not quite.
Oh dear, not quite!
Contrast Slough with Havant, as depicted in a very early ffb blog (read again).
[$$] "Collected Works" edited by Anne Agram and available from very few booksellers.
[@@] "Galoshlessness is foolishness when sharply slants the sleet" a celebrated line by Australian author Paul Jennings.
Next blog : due Wednesday June 15th