In Britain, in the capital,On a dusty crossroadsUestferri Road and Marsh WallThe invisible boundaryPost traffic light stuck -Semidestipyatigolovny post. It includes on signalsnot motoristsAnd no tourists - fugitives from boredom.In the post, he got more important -He feels, dreams and thoughtsThe traffic controller and a good friend. He stands here in the capital,From the palace and near the ThamesAt the junction of the two roads and the two erasGuardians of traditions,After the procedure in EnglandIt suggests in all that God has created.