I’m tired, can’t think straight, can’t even drink straight
Thank goodness it’s Bank Holiday weekend
Will take it easy, dinner on my plate
Sat on the sofa, the TV my friend
Might play some music, give the strings a bend
Or tap the keys along to my CDs
I’ve got some DVDs the library lent
The opera ‘Peter Grimes’ is one of these
You see, I only slept five hours, so please
Don’t expect any poetry that’s great
My imagination cannot extend
Beyond deciding to eat fish and peas
Or maybe chicken burgers…Mmm, can’t wait
Until my kitchen café has opened
Fri 22 Aug 2008
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