by the NMMC Resident Poet
The temperature across the Square
was more than purely chilly
It ate into my very bones
and even reached my chest.
I’ve worn my fleece since breakfast time
and long-johns underneath,
I think a tot of whisky now
would stop my chattering teeth.
In Front of House they have some heat
it’s warm there all the day,
The Office is quite comfy too
(It’s HOT AIR, so they say!!)
I wander through Main Hall & Hold
I wave my arms about,
It looks a bit peculiar
but keeps the cold drafts out.
On Waterfront the pool is still,
the boats are moored today,
I’ve covered up the Token Slot
to keep the folk away.
I’ve bribed the Duty Manager
like other people did,
I’m Lift Attendant for the shift
(was worth it for a quid).
It’s warm and keeps you moving
and at the second floor
I nip to have my coffee,
Could anyone want more!!!
