A stupendously long hard day it was
Despite dropping off to sleep late as three
A.m. I woke about six thirty, as
I thought of a new joke or two, and the
Idea forced me up and out quite early
Worked hard, almost a full day, though I left
At three, needed a power nap badly
Dozed for thirty minutes with the news left
On low on TV, ate, rehearsed, then left
For Liverpool, running late. I was forced
After a slow train ride, to use taxi
To get to Lark Lane on time, where I met
Tom George, had a coffee, on first I was
Did OK, some laughs. Last train back for me
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