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Streets of London.


When walking along the roads in London

There is so much to be seen

For Tourists visit from all over the World

Perchance they may see our Queen

In residence maybe at Buckingham Palace

Or perhaps view the Changing of the Guard

For if you are trying to fill your day

It really isn’t very hard

You may wish to visit Museums

To see the gory sights the Waxworks affords

Or see the Royal Horse Guards as they parade

In Regimental Uniform embracing swords

But if you had moved away to the East End

Away from the City’s bright lights

You may have witnessed what may have been a spoof

But it was one of the strangest sights

For there in the heart of Shoreditch

To the tones of a single Church Bell

There happened a bizarre yet comic event

Or that is the way I heard folks tell

For the bell that tolled was for a Funeral in the Church

And outside the Undertakers had parked their Hearse

When along came a recovery to remove the vehicle

And lifted it aboard to the sound of a curse

Then as this had happened the pall-bearers returned

Carrying their precious heavy load

All they could see to their amazement

Was their Hearse disappearing down the road

Now whether this be true or maybe a jest

I think you would agree with me

Anyone walking the streets of London

A more un-believable sight would seldom see

5th March 2010

Dennis Shrubshall