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- Stuck in Sleaford
- or: A rant about the East Midlands Train Service, with rhyming.
- From September until May,
- Same procedure every day,
- Catch a train; get a ticket to pay,
- And then get stuck in Sleaford.
- I’ve already missed the professor’s recall
- Of the lecture he held the week before
- That I didn’t succeed in attending at all
- Because I was stuck in Sleaford.
- I arrive at last, an hour late.
- “The lecture’s already over, mate.”
- I’m going to fail at this rate
- Because I was stuck in Sleaford.
- Already bored, I turn around,
- And head toward familiar ground,
- I wait for a train that’s homeward bound,
- And hope I get out of Sleaford.
- I ask the staff, they always say,
- “The trains are running on time today,
- Everything’s fine, there’s no delay,
- And you won’t get stuck in Sleaford.”
- Five fifteen departure planned.
- Five thirty - it barely ran.
- Already I know where I’m going to land,
- I’m going to be stuck in Sleaford.
- The train arrives. I’m left alone.
- I’ve missed the connection. I reach for my phone.
- I call my dad; “I won’t be home,
- Tonight I’m stuck in Sleaford.”
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