It is very hectic on the tube,
And rather dirty and smelly,
But I love the West End,
Even more than Harrods deli.
The seats are plush,
They’re my Goldilocks-just-right,
And if I get lucky, I’ll
Pick up a date on the night.
I hope it’s Jersey Boys,
I’m keen on Frankie Valli,
But either way, I won’t hang around,
I ‘m not one to dilly dally.
People say I’m a floozie,
For going out with Eddy,
Then promptly ditching him,
To go back home with Freddy.
But humans are inclined to
Go mad and overreact,
It’ll be … curtains for us,
When they break out the hazmat.
Pam Ski
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