Sunny in England

If only it were sunny in England

All the time

Then our children could play in the park

Or in the street, until dark

Without fear of their sun going down.

 

If only it were sunny in England

Every day

Then we could talk of other things

Than the weather.

Like politics.

 

If only it were sunny in England

Nine to five

Then maybe we wouldn’t work so hard

And could have siestas

And get paid two quid a day to make shoddy knockoffs in ramshackle factories.

 

If only it were sunny in England

All year round

Our daughters could wear whatever they liked

Without being told to cover up, the slags.

And maybe feeding your baby in public would seem fine

If topless beaches were allowed.

 

If only it were sunny in England

You could sleep outside

And never catch cold

And eat from the bins of the al fresco cafes and artisan street food stalls.

 

If only it were sunny in England

Nothing bad could ever happen

If the sun would only shine

For longer than a week, once a year.

And we would win all the sport.

Go sport!

 

If only it were sunny in England

We could all pretend

That everything is fine

When it’s not.