Thursday, 5 November 2015

3366 - Memories of the Dockyard

Yesterday, for yes, this is tomorrow
I'm one day late, got to remember what
I did yesterday, well, workmates did go
At lunchtime to The Dockyard for a sort
Of pie which was disappointing, a squat
Edifice with paltry filling, poultry
Maybe, I'm not sure, it was diddly squat
As far as I'm concerned, my memory
Was last time it was good, a takeaway
But this time, no, everybody said so
After work, listened to The Fall, Dragnet
First time for thirty years or more, memory
Plays strange games, sounded OK now although
At the time sounded, well, it sounded shit

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