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and I want to play with the
friends that I made in a dream.

But I wake up and take a stake in the day
burnt toast with a café au lait
(that’s French tha’ knows )

I started to whistle
in tune with the kettle
took two of those tablets
that settle the stomach
my life is a concertina
or a concert in a hall.

It could be that I see
‘wouldn’t it be lovely’
another tune to whistle?
or just waiting for the kettle
on Wednesday.

© 2018, John Smallshaw.