So train fares are arising
The roads are chocker block
The airline under pressure
And chaos at the docks
The taxis are expensive
And bikes a little slow
So how on earth are we supposed
To get where we must go!
It’s back to feet and foot power
“Unreasonable” you say!
But when all is said and all is done
They’re the only certain way
But then “Oh no!” I hear you cry
“These feet need many shoes”
And shoes are pricey – aren’t they just!
It seems there is a ruse
A ruse to make more money
To keep the fat cats big
By paying for our travelling
Now come on – don’t you twig
For in our mobile nation
It’s a money maker sure
That brings in the spondoolies
For the government and more!
Ginz&Tonic 
Comments on: "Train Fares" (4)
I agree entirely. Great poem.
Oh, I shall have to ask my dear friend Christine to explain some terms–she’s patiently teaching me the British-isms! But I loved the feel of the poem!
Thank you – just re-read it and there are quite a few colloquialisms but glad you enjoyed the general feel 🙂
I do get the point about everything costing too much–same story here in the US!