It's bloody cold, so it bloody well is!
Last day of January, a relief
Of sorts, the lighter afternoons are whiz!
My winter coat keeps me warm, hand up sleeve
I haven't noticed the steam as I breathe
But I see car exhaust fumes in the air
The thing we breathe in always but we leave
It to imagination to picture
Felt tired on the way home but yeah
Man, still did my vital exercises
Hoping to sort out the double act stuff
Tomorrow eve for the Fringe, Edinburgh
Then I may sink one or two big drinkies
After four nights' being good to lungs and teeth!
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