SMOKE BY THE THAMES
Over the Thames side air at night
when walkways are quieter then, as
spooks are said to roam the streets
at will, a heavy mist envelopes all
except the brighter lighter streets
and in the doorway of a tailor's shop
somebody lights a cigarette from a
Lucifer, and sirens screech away as
the sight of someone in a crumpled
heap is seen, and thus begins the
awakening of a sleuth from his well
earned sleep, as a wife is heard to
say 'You aren't going out again, not
now, in this dark, and ghostly night.
Why don't you find a job elsewhere?'