We Know This Place

We have been here before It is the same old story of pride and glory, the rich are moving into small romantic villages prices are going up the poor must leave and small shops close converted into housing for the London mob. It can´t be stopped the bus does not go there any more. New restaurants, but not for the locals too dear, but the lucky might find a serving job. One day the well to do will leave like the locust the damage has been done it takes a long time for the village to settle, perhaps a library would help