Tuesday, 19 February 2019

4562 - Right on write on

The lighter nights get lighter, spring draws near
My teeth don't get no whiter as they age
These days my main exciter's sadly beer
Although I try to keep hope in storage
And still love biting food, but not cabbage
You mitre known, I ain't no bishop man
It's hard, but I fight the weight-gaining urge
I walk a lot, but fly to some foreign
Places, not as far as square-head Kryten
I'm Ant, no antlers, unlike fighting deer
But I'm fighting to write things on this page
Light your lighter, it may help enlighten
Or like the great Titan, it may spread fear
Let's untighten our belts and take courage!

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