Our Lizzie And The Virgin Train

"I'm off to piggin' Balackpool, for two days, maybe three", Were Lizzie's words of parting, that she uttered to me. "It's bound to flaming rain there," and rain was what it did, "This flippin' business conference will make me flip my lid."
The cabbie, she was early, and off our Lizzie set, With words like "See you later, is there something I forget?" But that was not the end of it, I do regret to say, All hell was yet to break out, when she returned today !
~Twere windy up in Balackpool, it blew an evil blow, It got to certain places, that you shouldn't really know. And trams were right expensive like, at one pound a shot, Was Lizzie right impressed with it? She certainly was not !
On her return from Balackpool, things went from bad to worse, The railway service didn't help, the reason for this verse. A phone call proudly announced, the straight through train is here, Another call assured me, "And now I'm out of here.
I've had a little trouble, I couldn't shift my gear, When I'd got to the doorway, I was then trapped in here. I'm on the way to Milton Keynes, as that's the train's next stop, Then on a return service I'll simply have to hop."
Forty five minutes later, the phone it rang again, "I'm outside the station, I've managed to de-train. Of taxi's there's no single sign," she started to complain, "I'd better pick you up from there, and save you extra pain."



Baz Cann