Pounding head Pounding sounds Seeing red Everything loud He wants to sleep The day away No-one to greet This grey day Bad head blues He does have A wee snooze He’ll not feel bad Away the cobwebs And the pounding head Soft footsteps He does tread Sleep does finally come Into soft dreams He does […]
Jan 28, 2012
To the big smoke he went For a very happy event But it quickly went sour As the day passed by the hour A friend goes away saying he’ll be back An hour later he’s still waiting sad For another friend says he’s on his way To join in the madness, games to play But […]
Jan 28, 2012
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