Stuff about the city where I live!
Throughout 2013, RMT members fought a struggle for the reinstatement of 33 agency workers who lost their jobs when their agency was (rightly) kicked off the Underground. I wrote this poem in support of that campaign. Eventually some, but not all, of the workers got permanent jobs on London Underground.
To the tune of Good King Wenceslas:
Boris Johnson once looked out
Across the River Tha-ames
In one direction poverty
The other gold and ge-ems
People slept on streets that night
Though the frost was cru-el
And pensioners in freezing flats
Who can't afford the fu-u-el