Manchester Morning I stepped on the Metrolink, a stranger in town no change in my pocket, as the rain poured down surely a transport thats organised and cares would employ local people to collect many fares They swept through the train, like big brother gone wild no-one escaped, man, woman, or child your moneys no good, its to late for your fee line up on the platform and listen to me This is the state of our culture today cold, callous enterprise, who'll have its own way there were children lined up on that Manchester morning if there's legalised extortion, I witnessed the dawning In a letter of complaint, although the answer I knew I was told that the fines are not revenue I challenged this tale, but there was no clarity the cash disappeared, to no known charity A wide birth recommended, but travel with stealth if visit you must, judge for yourself unfriendly, and ugly, miserable and sad I've searched for some good, but I've only found bad I've travelled in Frisco, in Paris, and Budapest for business and pleasure, from east to the west from station to nation, great friends I have met but a Manchester morning, I'd rather forget Stealth stealth@xst.com Copies sent early 1996 to the embassies of Germany, Russia, and Czech Republic (the teams based in Manchester for Euro 96 Football Tournament) Ann Colman (Customer Service Administrator, Metrolink) L. Pinder (No.I.D. FR79) Inspector on scene (Metrolink) J.M. McGuiness (Supervisor) Councillor Pat Carvey (Manchester Council) Manchester Chamber of Commerce & Industry English Tourist Board Manchester Evening News Picadilly Radio Competing nations of the Commonwealth Games, Manchester, UK 2002.
Reason for writing:
Please copy and distribute far and wide, especially to
anyone visiting Manchester for the first time.
Birth sign: Sagittarius
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