A second night of no sleep and a cold
The radio playing all night long again
I felt so bad when I got up, I told
My boss Andy by phone I can't go in
My voice deep and ill-sounding convinced him
Updated this blog with my holiday
Diary and that was it, no more got done
I struggled to eat lunch, my energy
Level zero, and soon gave up the day
Going to bed for four hours. Then, poor old
Manchester United struggled like men
A man down to Real Madrid, but they
Are out of Europe - no Brit teams will hold
The trophy aloft this year. Bed at ten
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