HOMEWORk 27/6/19
Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2019 10:34 am
Please heed a poet’s sound advice
Don’t be humdrum get lots of spice
Go battle on without surcease
Like batters battle at the crease.
Don’t guzzle at the bar each night
Until your head’s a frightful sight.
Your self respect expended quick
Those painted ladies make you sick.
You’ll hold no dreams of fortunes vast
All money gone on booze ups past.
Old ways of life are nearly gone
It’s time to knock me on the scone
Don’t be humdrum get lots of spice
Go battle on without surcease
Like batters battle at the crease.
Don’t guzzle at the bar each night
Until your head’s a frightful sight.
Your self respect expended quick
Those painted ladies make you sick.
You’ll hold no dreams of fortunes vast
All money gone on booze ups past.
Old ways of life are nearly gone
It’s time to knock me on the scone