A rainy morning, got wet as I went
On foot to Piccadilly Station. Got
The train to Wilmslow, Josie giving vent
To her anger once more with Tania. Hot-
tempered she can be when I stand there out-
side the door, arguments always with Mum
Tania, who herself has a fuse that's short
I guess that's where lil Josie gets it from
Got the train to Manchester, yet again
We wandered round the Arndale, and I spent
(Reluctantly) a tenner, though I'd not
Wanted to, on more loom bands for her when
She kept nagging me for them. Brazil sent
Through on penalties. Colombia look hot.
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