A somewhat gloomy, rainy sort of day
And although Josie, she was bored as hell
By the long walk to Gorton Monastery
I've ticked off somewhere I've not been until
Today. It was closed, but I rang the bell
And a nice man in pin-stripes let us in
And gave us a quick talk, til Josie called
For us to leave! Back to the train station
We walked, passed Gorton's terraced housing, glum
In the light rain, and caught the train, away
To the only slightly better Hyde, all
Redolent of mass-murderers and fiction
Monsters. In the indoor market we stayed
For tea (steak and chips), then the homeward trail...
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