It’s been a long day: TV, then running
In the park; then, listening to reggae here
In the flat, while at the same time chatting
To Miklos, who’s well-known on the Magyar
Comedy scene (in Hungary, my dear…)
I ate, did clothes washing, and, as usual
I had a little practice on guitar
This time only my own material
Namely, the four sonnets I need to nail
In time for Ireland; that show is getting
Closer now - a month to go. Then I steered
Along the motorway to the Wirral:
Moreton, to be more spot-on; an evening
Of poems and music…S’fun to be there
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