The quiet man who works so hard,
No grumbling, no woes,
You'll often hear him whistling
Everywhere he goes,
Repairs, removals, touch-ups too,
In a flash, they're done,
An urgent chore will see him,
Walk rapidly, won't run.
The title of this ode, is a song by WHAM from the '80's. WAKE ME UP BEFORE YOU GO GO I heard that song this morning On local radio Evoking strong memory Of really long ago. Was traveling from homeland That's Belfast, (north, six miles) To London's Heathrow airport, The song brought back some smiles. I sailed to Stranraer's harbour From our port, town of Larne Then o'ernight train going southbound Arriving there earl' morn. To catch my next connection Vancouver bound was I, The train ride, it was cheaper Than 'nother plane to fly Whene'er the train I boarded No seats avail'ble were Some military men were on them, Stretched out, without a care. I couldn't hear them snoring Or see the dreams they had But felt their tired demeanour To waken, would've been bad. Recall me having thought tough, How 'xhausted those men were, And how I'd feel if woken, To do so, wouldn't dare. The lines of song to my mind Came flooding back to...
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