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