This is what happens
When I spend my bus journey
Composing haiku
You don’t often see
A bull in a china shop
Ordering spring rolls
Eavesdrop on buses
Poetry manuals suggest
But no-one’s talking
Hands-free mobile plus:
You can now get away with
Talking to yourself
If The Jam had sung
‘In the City of London’
A thousand things crashed
Hopping and stretching
Waiting for the 55:
Your bus stop workout
Mister Disraeli
Later Earl of Beaconsfield
Was born in this house
Your gridlocked junction
Your Tube station, your cafés
You are an Angel
I have a question –
Why do people who cut keys
Also repair shoes?
For safety reasons
Unauthorised entry is
Strictly forbidden
