the clerks are out, it's first degree.
Solicitors, Barristers, suburban mums,
a public schoolboy with a group of his chums.
They moan about Yasser, sink halves of lager,
men eye the barmaid
and mutter 'they'd rather'.
Then:
It's back to the office.
Home to; 'the wife'
doing the garden, watching That's Life.
And once again, Monday morning.
There, there, there, surely it isn't that bad:
You can disguise yourself in a collar and tie
and a 'ready to wear' from Burtons.
But.
Please, Mr Suburban man
On Saturday night, pull the curtains
Capability Red aprox' 1976
