Take on book A Town Like Alice
Shute’s tome given Modfather spin 82
Stop apologising, proffers bard
Seek not redemption, his rapid beat advocacy
Except things propagated thyself.
No guarantee of existential longevity
Though cruelty a certain acquaintance
From within thyself a change requires manifestation
Now factory in situ, empty milk carts of Weller’s 82
Though, dairy yard majority buried with Co-op shire horses.
As with bard’s observations 82, proletariat dilemma remains
New Schuh’s for young Al, or cocktail bar/kebab with Sal
Conundrum of uncertainty exists contemporary
Train continues clock-wise, breeze still masks giggling of junior
Thankfully over 35 summers, Modfather achieved goal of joy bestowed.
