Cup of Tea Time

I’ve been to the NEC today
My legs are feeling knackered
My throat is dry, my feet are sore
I’m pretty cream crackered.
I want to get home now,
Put my feet up, have some tea,
But I’m stuck on a bus in a sea
of traffic, crawling along the M69,
ebbing tantalisingly close to where I need to be,
Yet the traffic flow is so damn slow,
I could walk home faster; If only I could master
The secret of getting off a moving bus without creating any fuss and just disappear silently, like Dynamo.
‘Where did you go?’ they’d say to me
And I’d just smile sweetly
And tweet from home beside my fire, happy as Larry
Home and free, with my cup of tea.

Copyright wordz2Go 15 November 2013