A rainy day in old Manchester town
I’m sure the weather forecast misled me
So typically, left my brolly at home
But I didn’t get too wet, luckily
At lunchtime, nipped out to nearby County
Court, for some divorce info. I was shocked
At the cost - £300...!! Bugger me!
It’s shot up since the last time! Could be locked
In marriage a bit longer, then… I looked
At the view from the 12th floor. Long way down…
Saw my office, so small, and the city
More Salford than Manchester, all rain-dropped
And now, it’s Friday night at eight: the sound
Of my guitar is nigh; can’t wait! Byeeee!
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