Fire Drill In Swansea

We all went to Swansea 
To see the University
We had a nice lunch by the sea
In a place called Langland Brasserie

And later that same afternoon 
We got back to our hotel room
I settled down for a nice kip
While the girls enjoyed a poolside dip

I was having such a lovely sleep
Till sirens ripped me from the deep
Those intermittent bells so shrill
Another bloody fire drill

With bleary eyes and fuzzy brain
Got to my feet and took the strain
And feeling every aching joint 
I headed to the meeting point

Not being such a sprightly fella 
I filled up with a pint of Stella 
For a trigger happy fire alarm
Can sap your strength and do you harm. 

I took the lift back to our floor
Got to our room and locked the door, 
And saw, through all these fun and games
That Notre Dame was up in flames
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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