The train commuter’s psalm – from the Beaker Folk of Husborne Crawley

As ever, a quality posting from the Beaker Folk of Husborne Crawley:

The train commuter’s psalm

Announced by Archdruid Eileen

Oh Lord, how heavy are my eyelids,
how tedious the hour that stretches before me.

This train is seven minutes late
due to the inevitable signal problems.

And as a result it’s packed to the gunwhales:
the inspector can’t get through to inspect the tickets.

The bloke standing in the aisle has his elbow in my ear
And the stockbroker sitting next to me could lose a few pounds, frankly.

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