Dickensian Poetry: When Mr Dickens walked down our street by Pat Edwards

He was surprised there was no snow.
He was gladdened by the cleanliness.
He found the lack of horses disconcerting.
He was nostalgic for the smell of chestnuts.
He looked everywhere for flower girls.
He found the ale houses rather lacking character.
He was befuddled hearing music without musicians.
He marvelled at the glaring lights.
He was disappointed not to find a tailor.
He felt thrilled that he was stared at.
He could not find the newspaper sellers.
He recognised the poor in doorways.
He wrote them into his next book.

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