Woke up early and did the ironing
Then went to work and soon forgot the ache
In my eyes, by working and by talking
Now and then, including a bellyache
About a London trip, and a colleague
Who seems to do nothing of great value
Back home, I didn't exercise - fatigue
Put paid to that - but what I could still do
Was play my uke, and my fingers fair flew
Well, slight exaggeration, but getting
Better at it, for sure, as my technique
From guitar practice helps me adapt to
Only four strings and a different tuning
Next I must do Italian, for God's sake!!
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