WITH thanks and apologies to John Betjeman. Come friendly bombs and fall on Slough, But there s more pressing problems now, There s service stops like Watford Gap And shopping malls and similar crap, From tower blocks to betting shops, And airport queues

WITH thanks and apologies to John Betjeman.

Come friendly bombs and fall on Slough,

But there's more pressing problems now,

There's service stops like Watford Gap

And shopping malls and similar crap,

From tower blocks to betting shops,

And airport queues and comfort stops,

And corporate fronts on every street,

The simple man would find complete

Confusion, as to where he was

If sat-nav had not eased his sobs.

But come to Wisbech, you will find,

A sight that simply blows your mind,

Amid the noise and light and smell,

A place that you might think is hell,

A home for rabbits that is set

Amid rotating traffic, yet

It's not seen as cruel, base or low,

To treat such creature as a show,

For those too crazy, bent or dumb,

To know that they from country come.

So whisk them back where they belong,

Midst woods and trees and sound of song

From lark and thrush and swan and goose,

Seems like the place to let them loose.

Where they can frolic, leap and roam

Somewhere they could call their home.

To eat fresh grass and country fare

And not have droppings everywhere,

Enduring prison, noise and death

From noxious fumes and failing health

So friendly bombs still fall on Slough,

We've found our own solution now,

And happy rabbits gambling free,

Enjoying life, like they were me,

Will all be thankful that the hell

Of life on show and early knell,

By slow and painful poisoning

Just to amuse those circling, is ended.

Do come and see us when we're free

And join us then, we'll share our tea.

JOHN SMITH

Marsh Walk

Wisbech