Fifty seven,
It might have been heaven.
It provides an ambiance as sweet as honey,
With a location so often sunny,
And as think-tanks go, it’s good for the money,
But an unkind soul may well find it funny,
When smirking at the joys of an outdoor dunny.
But such ignobility was never the case,
As the stay in question never took place!
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The booking itself had to move.
The state of affairs didn’t improve.
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You’d say that number five,
Is a bit of a dive.
Modernity is something
The place is not at all rich in.
You wash from a tin,
And put out the bin,
And it’s always ten to four in the kitchen!