Think I’ll pour some homemade beer
To give myself a little cheer
It’s so cold and wintry here –
The sunshine’s gone to Oxfordshire
Sunday looks a promising day –
Then the sunshine’s here to stay
Crudely pinned, the walls all wear
Dozens of paintings; on the floor
In stripy dress a silent bear...
Soon the winding counties will
Be lost behind me, motorways
And bending roads, the shopping malls...