What a day, a benchmark, a watershed
My first improv, a paying audience
I tried really hard to conserve my head
And body throughout the day. Sat on fence
Dozed in the afternoon, repressed all sense
Followed the football, but lost consciousness
Couldn't believe how well the whole day went
Had a tattoo appointment, quite the best
Way to pass the time, energy regress
Writing on my back, pain on that black bed
In the tattoo parlour. Iceland, Cyprus
And some Czech text, but it worked for the best
I performed well, improv guys took on board
My musings. KING, SKATEBOARD,
SNAPCHAT. Immense!
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