‘It’s love actually’

Monday I can do it ‘Standing on my head’ but I’d rather have hot milk and cornflakes smuggled into.. …red I feel the colour coming creeping waking up my life from sleeping dreams.. ..the wind can’t whistle properly it’s driving me insane and that constant spittle soaked Godiva always heralds rain. And now it’s half…

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Friar Tuck’s Balsam

Monday! I wouldn’t have it any other way, well perhaps or maybe Friday. I’m calling in a favour from a friend who voted Labour and I’m asking for a small piece of the pie. They can slice it any way carve it up into today all I want is one small portion of the pie…

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Wrestling

Of course it’s raining, it’s Monday. Someday it will be fine but not today, and it’s a long way to the top of the clock when time puts a headlock on you…

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Character assassination

Fiddlesticks it’s Monday, but why cry over spilt weekends? what goes around tends to be circular I don’t find that peculiar at all. It’s always the beginnings that bother me always the worry that I will not be good enough. and the gaps are only there as traps for the unwary they still scare me…

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The great depression

What is it with Monday? You tell me it’s a great way to start the week, I have to ask why? and why start it today? why not Wednesday? or better still, start it on Friday, that’d be the best way to start as you mean to go on. I go on wondering is this…

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Slap me I’m screaming

    When you wake and think it’s Monday night, then you look again, it’s getting lighter, it seems that dream was just a noose that’s twisting tighter around your neck.   She gives me a peck, is this what I have become? a crumb for her to nibble on.   I persevere shower and…

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