Monday, 18 February 2019

4561 - Hell's falafels

A mad hectic morning, meetings, The Fringe
Things to ask and sort out, then lunch with Hel
At Pizza Hut, Cross Street, kids within range
As I habitually swore, my tales to tell
The afternoon calmer, it's just as well
Cos I was starting to run low on power
Back home, played uke just like ringing a bell
Then a tea of quiche and quorn to devour
Two Qs, topped with a veritable tower
Of greens and pulses - quite the healthy binge
At this rate I'll get into falafel
Might be deluded, but think I shit more
Give my gut some roughage like a syringe
Help it recover from the beer bottle

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