A long day, prone to some sporadic lows
But just about got through, staying cheerful
In spite of real, imaginary blows
Which if not a hard man, I'd be tearful
Where is that Education job result?
Looks like I won't know til my holiday
But I won't wanna look then - I might spoil
My Christmas fun with thoughts of faraway
Failure back home. This evening, an array
Of CDs retrieved from bedroom, like those
Others last night, some well-known, some less well-
Known, but the choice tracks are now tucked away
On my MP3, and I'll enjoy those
When I hear them as I walk and travel
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