Ressurrected poem

I was looking through some old files and found the following poem, which I wrote when I was at uni. On my last trip to Manchester Piccadilly train station I realised it was no longer accurate, as I'd got my 20p ready in order to use the loo, only to find out it now costs 30p! Tut tut. Labour government.


Twenty Pence Pieces

Not quite round, thought with smooth corners
A welcome relief at station Piccadilly
My shiny little comfort, a blast of hot water
Bubblegum, some clean lingerie