The pigeon traveller

Met a pigeon on the tube
on the Metropolitan line
Wondered where he might be going
at this rather early time
Several stations sprang to mind
Canary Wharf was one
And Peckham was another
which rather seemed like fun

But he was heading northward
and got off at Wembley Park
So I was none the wiser
clueless and in the dark



Four thirty-five AM

Four thirty-five in the morning
Everyone still fast asleep
But I’m up and awake and ready to go
As I have an appointment to keep

I’ve a long way to travel to keep it
I’ll be on a train ’til midday
But by then I’ll be in Newcastle
Some five hundred miles away


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