County town, dark brown
Day dawning, coffee morning
Cups clatter, old folks chatter
Smell the bacon Maisie’s making
Hurry, hurry queue gets longer
That tea’s weak, can you make it stronger?
Cakes look good, “no I don’t need food”
“I’m on a diet, well ok I’ll just try it”
Pie ‘n peas, two portions please
Laughs are hearty, stag coach party
Kitchen shouts “milk’s run out”
Lunchtime flurry, “we don’t sell curry”
Pennies mounting, treasurer’s counting
Run for cover, a long day’s over.
