A bit of a disappointment tonight
Went to the library after work fired up
Hoping, expecting I'd have time to write
But they closed the room, yes they shut it up
Or maybe it was booked for something. Up
I had to get from the desk. Could have searched
For a chair somewhere, there floors both up
And down, but I feared there'd be few left. Clutched
My bag and left the building, instead fetched
Myself back home, cooked tea, then tried to write
The rest of what I'd begun. Ended up
With two draft poems, then happily snatched
My guitar for the first play for four nights
Disco and funk, yes, my flat is funked up!
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