England Swings!

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The way, the truth and the life!

England swings like a pendulum do,
Mopeds and riders two by two;
Westminster Abbey, the tower of Big Ben,
Nobody’s safe, not even the children.

England swings like a pendulum do,
Bobbies on bikes,? Well, yeah, they used to;
Car thieves and Jihadis, you could come a cropper,
And you might not see the sign of a London copper.

England swings like a pendulum do,
Depends, of course, where you choose to go?
London City, or maybe Birmingham?
But, you might get to thinking, you’re in Pakistan.

England swings like a pendulum do,
No, it simply just ain’t true;
Children frolicking, in the grass?
Man, that’s the stuff they smoke now – alas!

England’s swing is long, long gone,
It’s glory once, that brilliantly shone;
So if you huff and puff and save the bucks,
Go somewhere else and feed the ducks.

(©️James R Hamilton, June 2018)

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