They had to name it Mudchute
so no fans would go there,
isolate the station like the Isle of Poplars.
Pitches where Millwall Rovers played
and council tenants co-exist
with a Docklands Museum in place of windmills,
penthouses for the nouveaux riches
and Mudchute Farm for grazing sheep
in South London, north of the river,
where I’m told it’s best to just say ‘East’.