Last night I found myself lost in Oldham
Not the best place to get lost, but some folk
Gave me directions; I’m grateful to them
Once again, Google Maps are just a joke
They seem to get the main roads right, but poke
Deeper and the info’s wide of the mark
I found the Gardener’s Arms and quickly broke
Open my wallet for a pint. Embarked
Right away on my set. It was remarked
I did okay, despite the mic problems
You often get at small gigs. Nearly choked
At one point, forgetting the words, but hark!
(He said poetically!) Muse, please send them
Special delivery, before I croak!
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