Delta40
02-26-2013, 01:28 AM
Meh.
A London Museum away.
A poor cleaner crouched over
my toilet bowl,
scrubbing the ****e away.
A station clerk whose only job
is to be black and rude
tells me to go away.
This is where the English live
Not in Saville Row homes
or a quick turn off Euston Road
into little parks and gardens.
Deaf to the bustling city life
and may I have another scone?
While the television blurts on
about the restoration of great
British homes,
every purchase I make falls apart
at the seams.
On Primrose Hill there is no sun.
No God.
But lots of gorillas beating their chests.
The English live in a gutter
disguised by spicy aromatic dishes
and cheap tawdry wares
in an overpopulated marketplace.
They all tell me in broken English
that in their country it is bad luck
to let the first customer go
and I am truly a beautiful person.
Meh.
A London Museum away.
A poor cleaner crouched over
my toilet bowl,
scrubbing the ****e away.
A station clerk whose only job
is to be black and rude
tells me to go away.
This is where the English live
Not in Saville Row homes
or a quick turn off Euston Road
into little parks and gardens.
Deaf to the bustling city life
and may I have another scone?
While the television blurts on
about the restoration of great
British homes,
every purchase I make falls apart
at the seams.
On Primrose Hill there is no sun.
No God.
But lots of gorillas beating their chests.
The English live in a gutter
disguised by spicy aromatic dishes
and cheap tawdry wares
in an overpopulated marketplace.
They all tell me in broken English
that in their country it is bad luck
to let the first customer go
and I am truly a beautiful person.
Meh.