The Test Lab

One could be mistaken

By perhaps conceiving

An idea, though premature

When walking through the door

You wouldn't be quite sure

Into where you where treading.

I could be more akin

To a horror movie scene:-

Perhaps a house of a villain

Or, white coats prevalent

It could be seen

To be a hospital ward.

However, it is a chemistry lab,

Glassware strewn

All around.  In a corner

An instrument whirs

In competition with another three.

I wonder what Dalton,

Davy and Faraday would think

If they could today

See were their profession has gone.

They would perhaps recognise a sink

As there is not much room,

What with all these machines

And not many test tubes to be seen.

3^rd May 1991, North Acton, London, England.

-Richard