Other poems:
Phoenix
No 159
Who’ll Gimmie Mi a Job Nah
Our Canteen Ladies
Dinner Line
Lights Out
The Ice Cream Van Cometh
The Company Watch
A Little Ditty
A Tale to Tell

Foundry Man

I'm a foundry man me
Molten metal in my veins
I've sweated and I've toiled
But I'll not change
Smoke's in my throat and swarf's in my skin
The metal's my life and my living

by a furnaceman in Foundry No.1