. The centre of the Earth


The Centre of the Earth

Itfs Thunderbirds come true today
Aboard the gleaming, thrumming Mole
Itfs got a screw that turns in front
that makes a bloody great deep hole

The Centre of the Earth no less
Wefre off! But first to Crystal Cave
A million glistening shards await
Like gewjaws in a Pharaohfs grave

We burrow on through seams of coal
No-smoking signs turn on inside
Please fasten seat belts. Wine or tea?
No windows, but enjoy the ride

The captainfs voice booms out gAhoy!h
We've reached the mantle, viscous stuff
Itfs hot. Donft worry, coolers on
Letfs hope theyfll work for long enough

Now molten metal, hotter still
Then solid core, itfs time to dine
The Centre of the Earth at last!
Wefre weightless, God! Mind that damn wine!


© Oliver Wright

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