I'm nearing the end of my super pills
That have revived me from a throaty hell
Thanks to the NHS there were few bills
Along the way going from ill to well
A fun day at work with stories to tell
And the odd joke of course to make things cool
Oh bollocks, talking of cool things, it's still
In the freezer at work, my ice cream. Fool!
My cardy's in the King's Arms, I should call
In there and reclaim it, or someone will
Throw it away or keep it for themselves
Tonight played uke, went back to music school
On Spotify, some good oldies revealed
Forgotten sounds with insistent appeal
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