No WiFi on the Tube

Something really must be done to sort out all the mess

As chances of a pleasant ride each day are less and less.

Problems now are partly caused by people on the move,

Who often walk quite slowly, as if just standing in a groove,

Because their minds are taken up with texting on their phones,

Causing much frustration and from other people groans.

Trains could leave more quickly if it really were the case

That everyone moved smartly, and maintained a decent pace.

But it very often happens that some platforms are awash

With people from a previous train, when others join the squash

Because they move so slowly, but if mobiles didn’t work,

And no-one on the underground could use this modern perk,

Things might be speeded up a bit, and thus reduce the crush

We all must now endure within the morning and evening rush.

Bad Hair Day

Why can’t my hair be like everyone else’s,

Sitting quite neatly on top of my head,

Instead of behaving so frightfully badly,

And giving me often a look that I dread?

It frequently sticks out and looks rather frizzy,        

And nothing I do seems to make it stay flat,

Till I’m almost tempted to teach it a lesson

And stuff it all under a scarf or a hat.

I really would like to have hair that stays tidy,

But so far unfortunately I haven’t found

A way to ensure that it stays how I want it to

Firmly in place and not waving around.

Christmas Lights

It’s  time to enjoy one of every year’s sights

The beautiful twinkling of Christmas tree lights,

Strung in the trees all along the main street,

Arranged in a pattern, so formal and neat;

Gracing shop windows, to highlight their wares,

Hoping that they will attract people’s stares;

Wrapped round the trees  placed in many a room,

Their presence defying the cold winter gloom.

Christmas lights always help make people feel,

The message of Christmas is something that’s real.

Advent

Advent is a time when we

Look forward with the hope to see

The second coming of Our Lord,

A subject over which we’ve pored

With many thoughts as every year,

We hope the time will soon be here,

When Christ in heaven above will deign

To come back down to earth again.

Stars in the Sky

Twinkling stars light up the sky

And make me often wonder why

They’re there and visible to view,

Very old, yet always new.

They have a magic quality,

Spanning the heavens for all to see’

So far away, yet seeming near,

Especially when the sky is clear.

A Common Language

If Europe ever were to be a single nation state,

Which many people in it hope will never be its fate,

It would need a common language, one familiar to all,

And which was used by everyone, so there was not a wall

Between the different people, who spoke other tongues at home,

So they could talk to everyone wherever they might roam.

A bit like in the distant past, when educated men

All spoke and wrote in Latin, so it didn’t matter when

They moved around the cities, for all educated folk,

Had a common language used wherever they awoke.

But educated Latvians and Finns and Czechs today

Can’t teach in any country where they might desire to stay,

For every country now makes use of its own mother tongue,

No longer using that to which in past times they all clung.

The French Election

The Americans have voted; a new president’s in place,

And now there’s little more to say about the US race;

But there’s another coming up much nearer home in May

When sixty million French will have the chance to have their say.

It seems that François Fillon, the republican, will stand,

And National Front Marine le Pen, will also join the band

Of those who would be president, along with several more

Whose chances are at best minute, judged by results before.

Most seem to think that there will be a run-off once again,

Between the two who gain most votes, being Fillon and le Pen.

And who will win?  None can be sure, until the votes are cast,

And have been counted and the name can be announced at last.