One day late, cos it was late and I was
Knackered when I got in from comedy
Needed to go to bed, couldn't compose
Jack, I'd had four pints, one Guinness and three
Bitters, I needed to relax, busy
Til 6 at the office, application
For promotion, the deadline was that day
Rewriting competencies, four of 'em
Until it was done, I couldn't go home
Quick tea, white fish, rocket and watercress
Spinach, maybe some beans, pasta, healthy
The last of the quinoa... In the King's Arms
Cradled me ukulele without pause
Played along to Dave's cuts of dub reggae
Tue 17 July
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