Last night some wine and music, but the sleep
Was in such short supply: why, I don’t know;
I think a drink does help me sink and keep
Asleep for a while; it disturbs the flow
After a few hours, though: I wake for no
Apparent reason, frustrated and tired.
Today I’ve been busy down in Wilmslow,
In the library, and getting attired
For next week’s holiday, and then perspired
In my wife’s overheated home. This steep
Temperature rise is hard to undergo;
For cooler climes I think I must be wired.
I’m writing this with my shirt off, and deep
Desire to get it done and hit pillow.
Sat 18 Aug 2007
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