My eyes are aching; think I’ve got the flu
My nose has started running badly too
It feels like there is nothing I can do
Unlike yesterday, when, though ill, got through
A lot of tasks. Today, not so, but flew
Through the last pages of a novel you
May have heard of: ‘The Wasp Factory.’ Grue-
Some in places, in many places! ‘Phew,’
I thought, ‘there are some published writers who
Have sicker minds than me!’ Missing a few
Events tonight, but who cares? I’ve a new
Lodger lined up, called Leah. She seems to
Like the flat, and me, presumably. Cue
More money and fun! Well, these things are due!
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