24 July 2012
As a girl thinks Of her new found home England This is what is on her mind:
A beautiful cottage, against a summers sky; With roses climbing up the wall, And sunflowers growing ever tall.
Inside is the smell of a roast dinner Cooking; Parsnips Roast potatoes peas, And broccoli growing up like like trees.
But those dreams are shattered, As shes sees her home She gives out in a moan.
Instead of a cottage there is a flat, With two small rooms That are like tooms.
Replacing roses there is graffiti And concrete on top of sunflowers It is concrete towers
Instead of a roast dinner There is is mould and grime
So when you think England Don't think think decades back look To the present As its what matters.
Opuss № I