It’s just a day

by | Feb 18, 2008 | Poetry | 0 comments

The letterbox clattered
I flew out of bed
Tripped over the cat
And banged my head!
Damn the 14th of Feb 2004
I curse under my breath
Why can’t it just be
Bloody Christmas instead!
As I dash to the door
Expecting a torrent of mail
Of declared love and admiration
I find adverts for take a ways
Indian, Chinese and the latest
Pizza creation!
So I sat there that night
Chicken Tikka on my left
Sweet and Sour on my right
Pizza on my lap
(To share with the cat)
Damn the diet!
I’ll start tomorrow I gloat
Who needs a man anyway?
I certainly DON’T!


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