AN ELEGY ON CLOSED STATIONS.

The whole vicinity of Hooley Hill

Is smitten with a devastating chill,

And the once cheerful neighbourhood of Pleck

Has got the hump and got it in the neck.

The residential gentry of Pont Rug

No longer seem self-satisfied or smug,

And the distressed inhabitants of Nantlle

Are wrapped in discontent as in a mantle.

Good folk who Halted once at Apsley Guise

Are now afflicted with a sad surprise,

While Oddington, another famous Halt,

Is silent as a sad funereal vault;

And the dejected denizens of Cheadle

Look one and all as if they'd got the needle.