POEM: Worthing Wood

If you go looking for wood today, you're sure of a big surprise.

There's tons of it on the beach today, you wouldn't believe your eyes.

Seems every plank that ever there was has gathered there for certain because,

a tanker sank and jettisoned all of its cargo.

Every-one in the neighbourhood thinks they're in luck, today,

with floorboards needing to be replaced and sheds that have had their day.

They do not care if anyone sees and hang around as long as they please

until they find a chance to have a quick nick.

Quick-nick time for passers-by, the lucky D.I.Y's are having a lovely time, today.

See that gleam light up their eyes and watch them start to drag it all away.

Watch them gaily run about, they even sing and shout, "Just take a look at my stack."

At six o'clock, the policemen will stop them and send them all away,

but not before they've made them put it back.

If you go down on the beach today, you'd better beware your toes.

There's danger down on the beach, today. It won't just be hard stones.

For every splinter that ever there was is gathered there for certain because

A tanker sank and jettisoned all of its cargo.