Monday, 20 January 2014

Most People Like me

Most people like me

Seem mildly surprised

There wasn’t more

The best bit’s gone


I’m taking it now

I know full well

There’s nothing after

I get to the end


Every day my clock

Keeps sweeping along

Inexorably circling

My waiting game


Frantic I pedal

To get to the top

Only to find

More muck and rain


Sleeping’s a waste

Kissing’s quite good

Thinking’s the best

Just never stops
copyright Mendip Rouleur 2014

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