The Big Freeze
Eyelids rise to an ice-age,
as T.V screens and radio waves
tell tales of falling snowflakes,
and how, in snowboots, Britain quakes.
An infrastructure ruptures,
as salty mountains shrink to hills.
The country's lungs are punctured,
and death tolls climb with gas bills.
The sales of coal and carrots rise
as snowmen set the scene.
A robin to the holly flies
In Arctic woods that once were green
Beneath white sheets, abandoned cars
curse south-bound tightening isobars,
which turn the sheets to blankets, thick,
and London into Reykjavik.
The country's airports runways seize,
as England's veins and arteries -
it's motorways and country lanes,
swell up, like metal chilblains.
Icy winds head north to haunt
a nation's face that's frozen, gaunt,
whilst sledges and toboggans slide,
and skaters on the rivers glide.
Come cries and whispers through the wires,
as a million spinning salty tyres
grit rubber teeth, and start to pray
for the man in the yellow van - AA.