The partners of Ove Arup weep into their trebles.
The council tax payers of London weep
for their hard-earned money has been poured into the Thames.
They have cast their bread on the waters.
Will it ever return to them?
The Temple of Joanna is no more than drawings on a wall.
A glint in the poneytail of a bald, 50 year old hipster.
|Looks perfectly nice without a garden|
The parakeets have nowhere to rest
and the urban foxes no place to find a home.
It would have been an oasis on a river
Pointlessly spanning the Thames.
When a cycle bridge might at least have reduced the traffic
and done wonders for the Lycra industry.
Two projects Boris Johnson put his name to
Three follies he tried to foist on the public.
An airport in the sea, a bridge with no sense
And Brexit, which devours the money of those that vote for it.
He's not funny.
He's a privileged idiot.