Mortality
The first-class brains of a senior civil
Shiver and shatter and
As the steering column of his comfortable
Batters in the bony wall.
All those delicate re-adjustments"On the one hand, if we
With the ad hoc policy hitherto
To individual need…On the other hand, too rigid an
Might, of itself, perforce…I would like to submit for the Minister's
The following alternative course,
Subject to revision and
In the light of our experience gains…"And this had to happen at the corner where the
Comes into Egham out of Staines.
That very near miss for an All Souls'
The recent compensation of a 'K' -The first-class brains of a senior civil
Are sweetbread on the road today.
Sir John Betjeman
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