The strike's done. <br />The men won. <br />The ships sail the sea <br />To bring back <br />What we lack, <br />Coal, sugar, tea. <br />And I'm glad, <br />Though I had <br />Rather never use <br />Tea and spice <br />And what's nice <br />Than see the men lose.<br /><br />Lesbia Harford<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-strike-rhyme/
