No that’s not right, it wasn’t always so
But while working away as the clock tick
And tock took me towards when I could slow
Down at last, free to relax, couldn’t go
On without wanting to let off some steam
So like a vision of heaven, a glow
In the distance, an oasis, a dream
The thought of some reward, preferably extreme
Was hard to shake, and the reward I’d pick
Was the usual one, where the beer would flow
But because it gives me a flushed face, keen
Nowadays to try more wine, do the trick
Of getting sloshed 🥴 with less beer, more vino
Thur 29 Oct
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