(20 minute poetry)

Ears quite blue
nose runny too
ice cold in London today
but  
tonight it begins
and everyone wins
the weeks end is coming
our way.

Trevor wore a hoodie
but he would do
wouldn't he?

These elements aren't gentlemen
they're behaving so badly
sadly
I just have to suffer
as I snuffle and sneeze
through the chill morning breeze

but it's Friday
the sun has to shine
the work's almost over
two days to call mine
and I'll make them my own.

Not forgetting those sleeping in
betting shop doorways
where
the odds always seem to be fixed.