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.
emdehaney 