Author T. S. Eliot I journeyed to the suburbs, and there I was told:We toil for six days, on the seventh we must motorTo Hindhead, or Maidenhead.If the weather is foul we stay at home and read the papers. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 2 (2 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments