I'm feeling better, post-Morocco blues
And germs are being destroyed, one by one
Second day off work, but my real excuse
Was tiredness, I'd put my shirt and shoes on
But could hardly produce locomotion
So lacking in energy, germs still rife
I phoned in sick again, though guilt-ridden
Was for the best. Now I can feel new life
And strength returning, so I feel it's safe
To go back to work tomorrow. I've used
My time off best I could, but I've not gone
Out at all. Read some Sade, then watched a Love-
Film film, Naked Lunch, it brought memories
Of North Africa back (I left too soon!)
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