Bank Holiday weekend it’s not been bad
The unplayable keyboard, a bummer
But I’ve repackaged it and now it should
Be collected tomorrow, refund had
And then a better keyboard can be sought
Lots of walks in the sun, the mileage good
Ordered new face masks last night, now they’re bought
And will arrive soon. Could’ve been distraught
At being uninvited, lied to by her
Once more, but that’s the pattern of her mood
Finished Shakespeare’s sonnets, in which his thought
Echoed with my own, centuries later
Might drink and play guitar, got lots of food!
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