There are Chelsea buns,
There is Chelsea FC,
There is Chelsea Girl,
There are Chelsea pensioners.
Elvis Costello doesn’t want to go there,
Chelsea isn’t on the Monopoly board,
Unlike Mayfair,
Still it’s quite exclusive,
Attracting both the rich and the reclusive.
Its economy is truly booming,
When the annual flower show is blooming,
Media coverage of Chelsea,
In the 1980s,
Invented Sloane rangers.
Chelsea, at its most crowded,
Is always full of strangers.
I hope these words will help…
To raise awareness of all aspects of Chelsea,
Including its dangers.
Free association styled prose from Julian Cloran, visual artist, writer, poet and agent provocateur. Random musings, which are sometimes cynical, but always intended for amusement, stimulation and entertainment. Comments are welcomed so don't be shy. Simply click on 'comments' to post yours.
There was punks on the King's Road in the old days too. No wonder Elvis didn't want to go there, you know. looking like Elsie.
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