435 - Manchester sonnet

The Manchester skyline growing like weeds
The Manchester nightlife, knives might take it
The Manchester football's better than Leeds
And Manchester Eccles cake, they bake it
In Manchester dancehalls, they all shake it
On Manchester streets all stand and smoke it
In Manchester pubs thirsty folk slake it
In Manchester this Thursday a poet
On Manchester's river you can row it
While Manchester shivers, Liverpool bleeds
Though Manchester suffers they can't break it
Cos Manchester's tough as boots, you know it
No Manchester decline, they've sown the seeds
Yes, Manchester will be fine, we'll make it

Tue 13 November 2007