JOWITTS
All is not well up at Jowitts
The firms closing down and that’s sad.
Redundancy’s looming, the workers are fuming,
It’s the best job that they’ve ever had.
This fine firm has been trading for decades,
Its products are sold far and near.
Now it’s so unreal Jowitts grinding wheels
And segments will soon have to disappear.
Into thin air, as the old saying goes
And that’s tragic when all’s said and done.
It’s the end of an era, as the closure looms nearer,
But life after Jowitts must go on.
By
Alfred Weston
© Copyright Reserved 2003
All is not well up at Jowitts
The firms closing down and that’s sad.
Redundancy’s looming, the workers are fuming,
It’s the best job that they’ve ever had.
This fine firm has been trading for decades,
Its products are sold far and near.
Now it’s so unreal Jowitts grinding wheels
And segments will soon have to disappear.
Into thin air, as the old saying goes
And that’s tragic when all’s said and done.
It’s the end of an era, as the closure looms nearer,
But life after Jowitts must go on.
By
Alfred Weston
© Copyright Reserved 2003
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