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Re: A poem from the Tube

Posted: 15 Oct 2013, 07:55
by The Orange One
At 6 she was awoken by a baker,
"Street cleaners are about - I'll have to wake her,"

Re: A poem from the Tube

Posted: 15 Oct 2013, 15:19
by GuyBarry
And as she woke, she found herself alone,
Abandoned in the streets of Marylebone.[*]

[* I'm using the old pronunciation MAR-li-bone, although to be honest it's more like MAR-li-b'n.]

Re: A poem from the Tube

Posted: 15 Oct 2013, 15:41
by Iain
Edit: Damn I missed page two, I was rather pleased with this so will leave it and do the next station below:

She fancied something really nice to eat
So saw a shop and bought a Baker's Treat

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She soon grew tired of her lonely abode
So westward went along the Edgware Road

Re: A poem from the Tube

Posted: 15 Oct 2013, 16:10
by greatkingrat
She took along her friend, a big teddy bear
Paddington his name was, he had soft brown hair

Re: A poem from the Tube

Posted: 15 Oct 2013, 16:18
by GuyBarry
But soon the pair of them were really blue
Through listening to "Warwick Avenue".

Re: A poem from the Tube

Posted: 15 Oct 2013, 17:50
by Iain
They slipped into a pub along the rail
And supped on pints of beer that were Maida Vale

Re: A poem from the Tube

Posted: 15 Oct 2013, 18:02
by The Orange One
"Let's find a place to rest, it's getting dark,"
They looked for, but could not find, Kilburn Park.

Re: A poem from the Tube

Posted: 15 Oct 2013, 18:10
by GuyBarry
They fell among a bunch of shady strangers
Who said that they supported Queen's Park Rangers.

Re: A poem from the Tube

Posted: 15 Oct 2013, 20:46
by Iain
A singing impressionist called Ken was seen
And they were quite delighted by Ken's Al Green

Re: A poem from the Tube

Posted: 16 Oct 2013, 07:10
by GuyBarry
They got completely lost at Willesden Junction;
It felt as though their brains had ceased to function.

Re: A poem from the Tube

Posted: 19 Oct 2013, 07:32
by GuyBarry
[This seems to have stalled with seven stations to go - let's see if we can get it finished.]

By Harlesden's clock the time was half past three.
No use! They couldn't go by Jubilee.

Re: A poem from the Tube

Posted: 26 Oct 2013, 10:22
by GuyBarry
[No progress on this, so let's finish it off quickly.]

A stone bridge, parked ahead of them, led west,
And on to Wembley, central to their quest.
Then, passing through north Wembley, they were bent on
Continuing undaunted to south Kenton.
From Kenton they progressed at last to Harrow
And Wealdstone, with its streets both broad and narrow.
"Thank God for that," they said with some compunction;
"We'd never get as far as Watford Junction!"