It really was a day of hard work - boy!
A day off work, but no contradiction
I spent the day rehearsing, an alloy
Of constant thinking through the set and going
For long walk to get hair cut in the rain
And running through the ukulele chords
I left soon after four, a bus to gain
Got wet again, but there was more discord
Stuck in cold Shudehill bus station, a hoard
Of other let-down passengers as they
Like me, waited almost three hours for one
Or another Megabus then to board
Mine was to Leeds, so late, but gig ahoy!
Got there in nick of time and did my turn!
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