Oh my
you look so nice
I
had to look twice
before I realised
her eyes
were not on me

She said
don't count your chickens
or
I'll skin you alive.

jeez
my life is tough.

Tonight
I'll finish work at seven
get home at eight
have a shower
a glass of wine
( not at the same time )
put on pyjamas
relax for an hour
go to bed
sleep
wake
go to work for 10
( yes, work again )
finish at six
shop
for snacks
shower
wine
relax
Sunday repeat
Monday repeat
Tuesday
I'm beat
Wednesday
soak my feet in a tub of mustard
( old wives tales without fail always work )
and so do I
it keeps me active.

One day I shall rest
be a guest and someone
other than me can cook
and wash and dry,
yes indeedy
I shall
one day
be that guy

but for now
I work like a cog
in the machine
I'm a dog
barking up trees

thought it was a dream
but no
scheduled to appear
three hundred days a year

What flamin' Bank Holiday?

X
( Formerly Twitter )
Britain
( Formerly Great )

brackets
are a racket
they
can make a sandwich
out
of a
pile of ****.

Great Britain in
The Tate Modern
exhibiting in
the
retro wing.

Opened the cover of
a book
took a look
thought
what the ****
went and had a beer.

They might pity me
but
for one Euro
I bought a house
in Italy.
and
whee
full of glee
I shall
emigrate
integrate
and
learn the lingo
eat pasta
ride a Lambretta
sit in a Gondola
and drink
Limoncello

and then I'll wake up.

Daylight looms
weaves into me
and I rise
sleepily.

No crying
I'm a baby no more
the last of my childhood
disappeared through the door
and She
and She
builds me up
and says
fancy a cup?

ha
I know what I fancy

wonders if there's a chance
he
tries his luck.