Oh well, had high hopes for these next two days
But safe to say it's a big fat failure
It's become nothing, I am not amazed
Not even half-awake, once more could snore
Too many boring hangers-on, oh lor!
Why does it always happen? So boring
Anyway, back in the hotel room for
A cup of coffee, TV and reading
And that's better than the socialising
Tomorrow it all starts again, with plates
Of eggs and bacon, like eating manure
When the company's this dull and stifling
Watching First Dates, two daters may be mates
Maybe not. I'm not. Just a book-reader
Mon 19 Sep
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