I can do things but I’m slow to get around to them.
You may say cough, ahem.
So I contacted two friends, I have friends, have you?
I thought I might ask them what to do.
Not exactly, I just joked, one replied.
Maybe the other one died.
Then I thought of saying this, what I said in my first line.
I decided to say it in a rhyme.
For now and all time.
I’ll leave it at that for now.
One day you will believe me anyhow.
Who said put your fingers to the plough?
Ok, I got it wrong again.
I am a man among men.
I know there are such things as women, girls, I’m not a dunce.
This is not the whole truth, I kissed one once.
My life is fucking miserable in principle, what about the bad language people use?
I thought of saying that in rhyme, what’s the use?
So ok a song said turn me loose.
I am as you may see and understand unfinished business, that’s grand.
Apart from everywhere else what about Ireland?
Speaking for myself I smell a rat.
More or less that’s that.
Get a cat.
Tuesday, 18th February, 2020
This is an addendum, something I add.
I am not completely mad.
I am not captain Bligh.
The captain is ok, what about the crew?
You know what to do so do.
That’s telling you.
Ok myself, do I talk to you?
There are others, more than one or two.
They can’t all have Chinese flu.
This fool has not given up on you.
So who can do?
Me or you?
It takes two.
You say there is only one of you.
I say that too.
Don’t talk rot.
You are what you say and do.
Is that news to you?
We are in the same boat, I could joke.
Not sorry I spoke.
I could talk about deaf ears.
If you don’t believe me wait and see.
What will be will be.
You make history, you wrote the book.
Don’t leave it all to me.
Or plastic sea.
Plastic food, nothing real.
That’s how I feel.
Jesus, must I say it all?