Carpeted pubs, pubs with carpets
psychedelic viewing but sticky underfoot
beer mats, fosters for the thirsty
damp elbows, patches not out of place in Chelsea
‘please sanitise your hands’ the bottle’s empty though
opposite the hospital, hospital workers lunchtime drinks
A&E G&T
Seemingly no relatives of residents,
drowning sorrows nor celebrating good health
regulars are chirpy and polite, well known to the staff
sport is on tv, nobody is watching, decent background noise though
dumb waiter sends some plastic forks, nurse is having a takeaway pad Thai
“Delivery mate! Please sign for the mini cheddars”
’No smoking it is against the law to smoke on these premises’
In days and decades gone by these carpets have definitely had ash flicked on them
- Author: pseudo ( Offline)
- Published: July 6th, 2023 07:55
- Category: Humor
- Views: 5
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