A Baby on a Train

November 29, 2015 — Leave a comment

Back before my memory
Could be recalled
Apparently or so I believe
I was on a train moving
From a windy Glasgow
To a humid London
In a cradle
On a cramped British Rail seat
Sucking on a teat
As the steely sombre pylons
Out of vision
Whipped by the train carriage windows
And mum

Before replacing the cap

Put some whisky
On the teat
To make me sleep better

Maybe that is why
I can’t remember
But I know I certainly

Wouldn’t know

If It wasn’t for the wagging tongues
And word of mouth.


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