NHS

I liked Preston because there were ducks,
Leeds was gothic art and decay, thieving plant cuttings, bad coffee and hall of fame medic photos that made sense once.
Hurry before demolition, conversion and the end of the NHS
Burnley oh rolling rr's over Lancashire women's work, grumpy no kudos neurology, overworked disrespect and parking anger.

Spring

Spring screech will tell me an old story while I comfort search a new blue backdrop for a glimpse.
None to see but tune in to something,
It's ok they're here, they're here.