Last night I had a victory of sorts:
I drank only half of the bottle dry,
And I didn’t smoke all the fags I bought.
How’s that for success? How clever am I?
Okay, you want to know the truth, know why?
Well, I’m no hero; I had simply had
A few pints with colleagues to say goodbye
Till next year, and that was why I was bad,
And bought cigs on the way home to my pad,
And only drank half of the wine. My fault
That my jumper now smells smoky. A lie-
In did me good, though, and I’m once more clad
In my smoky jumper, because I thought
With two cigs left, again I’ll smell smoky.
Sat 22 Dec 2007
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