Heineken Blues…

Little Miss Chriss       

should give up the piss.

Alcohol isn’t her friend.

After two or three beers,

she’ll turn on the tears…

It’s a performance, I don’t recommend.

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Boredom…

My get up and go,

has got up and gone.

 

 

 

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I wonder what today will bring..

Hot coffee warms my cold Friday morning.

The temptation to stay in bed is HUGE…   and why shouldn’t I?

I can’t leave the property anyway…

Boredom has set in for me.

Routine makes me crazy, I need doses of variety.

Or else I explode.

 

Do I want to get up or do I want to snooze…

I can’t choose…

 

I’ll have a snort, and think about it…

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