aches and pains?
yeah
well I don't want the gains
take away the aches and pains
and
give me a living wage,
one that makes working for a living
worth working.

promises?
I could tile the Sistine Chapel with all
the promises I've had in the past.

I am my own architect
if you can't respect that
then let the artist die.

Lethargy
is not
a cheap spread for bread
you're thinking of Marmite
I'm thinking that I might
resign,
(and not before time)
that person in the back row
who always chips in with a comment
is absent
so I commented for him.
slim chances are few and thin between the ears
and my eyesight's fading,
it's
nothing that a lottery win won't cure.