Paper Town

I’m living in a paper town
There’s card where mortar used to be –
I’ll huff and puff and blow it down.

A seamless shift from coastal crown –
From sun kissed beach and glinting sea
I’m living in a paper town

Where once it sported ermine gown
There’s now a dearth of industry
I’ll huff and puff and blow it down.

A slow, relentless shutting down
Of shops, of bustling dockside quay
I’m living in a paper town

The subtle fall from high renown
Has been, to most, a mystery
I’ll huff and puff and blow it down.

Now sombre hues of grey and brown
Contrive to mask prized history
I’m living in a paper town
I’ll huff and puff and blow it down.