It's been a hard day's day, well not really
Just a normal day, ten hours' sleep helped me
I felt boundless internal energy
Hard concentrating sometimes normally
Like in school (didn't go to nursery)
In maths or some shit like that, naturally
Teachers who couldn't hold imaginary
Children's attention, relying on the
Expected power of pure pedagogy
That carries on, adult reality
Is bores boring you to the nth degree
And after boring university
There's nowhere to go but work, earn money
And that's when you discover comedy
Wed 26 June
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