It's late, gone 1a.m. out for a meal
With Dermot and Nancy, good fun it was
Then home, chat with Louis, keepin'it real
Whatever that means, now it's time for verse
Not quite Byronic, Tennysonian, worse
But a little bit Liz Barrett Browning
Hang on, I feel the need to dump, excuse
Me..... Ah, that's better, much more relaxing
As they say, things are better out than in
When I've done this, I'll drink some beer and feel
The weekend vibe washing over me, cos
It's my time now, not theirs, it's exciting
Just being your own master, the appeal
Of freedom, that feels so truly precious
Fri 5 Sept
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