This sonnet's a day late, so sorry folks
I watched England lose to Chile at home
And as you do when watching those sad blokes
I got some drinks in, drank 'em, then I foamed
At the mouth for more, so outside I roamed
To get Kronenbourg from the garage shop
McCartney was on TV, while I moaned
And groaned on Facebook, then I flopped
On top of the TV and made it drop
On its back, and it proceeded to knock
My guitar onto the floor with a boom
But luckily no damage done - that's top
Luck, isn't it? Earlier, met Sian for Coke -
No, coffee - at the Deli Lama-drome
Written about Friday 15 November
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