Today’spoem

GREEN (WITH ENVY) BELT

Oh, England’s green and pleasant land Protected by the green belt ban, A healthy place to breathe and run No wonder people want to come.

And every day 1,000 more Arrive here from a foreign shore, But where to live, where can they stay? That green belt’s getting in the way!

Please let them build, it isn’t greed

A bit of land is all they need, Times 7,000 more each week The call for space becomes a shriek.

The answer is to concrete over From Land’s End across to Dover, 30,000 homes each May Should make the problem go away.

But every month is just the same We’d better build on Salisbury Plain, A sea of flats across the Downs

And in the forest three New Towns.

A third of a million arrive each year The green belt has to go, it’s clear! The wind turbines take too much space Buy foreign gas to heat the place.

Then import all the food we need Our fields are covered up with screed, And when the last foundation’s done We’ll all live in the UK slum.