I met JCC outside Tesco’s earlier this week
It had been raining hard
So I offered him a lift
Which he declined initially
As he lived in a bungalow
However it was raining
Bats and Bogs
So he accepted my warmth
And stayed for tea and toasted buns
The clouds passed and as he left
He gave me two lines of poetry as a gift
For being so kind
My company works its staff so hard
That it has its own mortuary next to the gym
I have tried to work these lines into my poetry
But as of today have failed to do so