Monday, 18 December 2017

4135 - More sonnets about buildings and fog

A foggy day in old Manchester town
Could not see the buildings through the windows
As I worked. Once home, I quickly got down
On the bedroom floor. It was time to throw
Shapes, press-ups, back stretches, bending and low
Down on bended knees. Next task was to write
A few jokes for comedy tomorrow
The Christmas party at the King's Arms. Quite
A few years of this now, but sadly, slight
Progression in the business of the clown
Another uke session, then beans on toast
With fried eggs on top - that's an old favourite
And so, at 9pm, I'll now sit down
Try to learn my jokes, then a well-earned doze

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