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March 14, 2012
Oh, we laughed until the cows came home
The joy we felt was beyond compare
We never thought for a moment
That next morning, he wouldn’t be there.
The clickety-clack of the railway track
Taking me back, taking me back.
Standing room only
I’m about to crack.
Clickety-clack, clickety-clack.
Squashed next to a girl
Exposing her breasts
Taking me back, taking me back.
To when I was a lad
And a thrust I could pack
Clickety-clack, clickety-clack.
The train is delayed
From the wife I’ll get flack
Taking me back, taking me back.
Outside it is raining
And I haven’t a mac
Clickety-clack, clickety-clack.
The will to live
Is what I lack.
Taking me back, taking me back.
March 12, 2012
I just can’t seem to get on today
I just can’t get ahead.
I’m still sorting yesterday’s queries
And promising leads that now seem dead.
I just can’t raise my energy level.
My morale, It is very low
Where’s that boost of adrenaline gone?
I had it last week, I know.
Our monthly figures are way out,
There must be a hidden agenda!
My secretary’s gone on her holiday
And left me a ‘temp’ called Brenda
She doesn’t know how I operate
And she makes really lousy tea.
And she has an annoying giggle
That is really getting to me
The children are driving my wife mad,
They are on their school holiday.
On top of which my In-laws have come
And are here for a fortnights stay!
I think that I’m losing my marbles.
Roll on autumn for goodness sake.
When we all can get back to normality
After the summer break.
When the balance of the mind untips,
And words not meant are on our lips,
And museum archives get trotted out,
It’s that time of the month again!
March 10, 2012
We don’t grow up – we just grow wiser,
and give ourselves a break
We just move on – we learn some sense
For everybody’s sake