All I want is a Krispy Kreme
Shower, clothes, get things ready,
Walk downstairs a bit unsteady
Housemate is up, making coffee
He's on a diet but wants some toffee
Don't slam the door, housemates sleeping
Sun's out, men are sweeping
Oyster, iPad, iPod, phone
Need a Brollie, not my own
I walk agile those few meters
Bag feels heavy, just like liters
7 o'clock, arrive at the station
Train is coming: wind, vibration
Train is crowded, no more seats
Elbow, pushing, no defeat
Famous Circus, change of train
Find the tunnel, don't delay
3 minutes left. WiFi is On
Check your Twitter and some (dot)com
Brown as earth and old as hell
Jolting parts and dodgy old smell
I don't hate it, it's just Bakerloo
Doesnt matter, call at Waterloo *
*i know, i know... this rhyming is sh*te, but how would you rhyme Bakerloo otherwise?
It is done. Tube ride's over
From one transport to another
7:35. Train departs
Stretch your legs. Journey starts
40 minutes is my train ride
Breakfast and sleeping is implied
I wave bye-bye to the Shard
Foggy, sunny... Avant-garde
Passed through Vauxhall, smells like toast
It's where Nero and Costa do their roast
Pimlico Plumbers flashy in December
Tacky lighting since November
Workmates flirting, it's quite funny
Catering trolley: porridge and honey
You nosy, stop staring at my screen
Keep looking, will show something obscene
8:18: we are almost there
Sun is out but not a glare
My location is not disclosed
London and there: juxtaposed
Run for the bus at 8:19
Cross, not looking, light's not green
Taking this bus is like lottery
When I miss it, eyes go watery
Short bus ride to reach the office
8:30. What a journey!
This is it. It's my morning
Don't disturb me. It's a warning
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