Swindon used to be a working railway town
the works then dominated our lives.
Covering so much land under the bridges
most of the jobs were within.
In those days the hooter was our alarm clock
bringing them to work in a flock
Three hooter blasts echoed over the wide area
we all relied on that sound.
Part of our lives to us a unique local feature
on the third hooter you were late.
in the works most had a relation past or present
at home time avoiding the bikes was an event.
The hooter was silenced when it was closed down
sights and sounds changed there after.
New Swindon was built specifically for the railway
greatly missed since it went away!
The Foureyed Poet.
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