Except when you’re writing a diary
Sometimes you forget to write it, you see
So before I forget, I’ll quite quickly
Write while I have the opportunity
Been for a walk down there at Salford Quay
In the grey atmosphere still nice to see
And stretch my legs among its scenery
Old Trafford football ground seeming ghostly
Alas I’m late, not finished completely
And now my brain has turned somewhat foggy
Thought processes becoming unruly
Memories tarnished now show untruly
The dog barking starting to annoy me
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