One one things

June 19, 2007

Last Night

Filed under: Poetry

Who said facebook was useless? The following was inspired by an insipid wallpost about the previous night’s mishaps.

Last Night

Last night a friend was leaving,
To Commons we went to see him.
A cappuccino was had, not espresso i’m glad,
But cup of tea before leaving.

After that coffee and tea,
I couldn’t sleep till three.
I dragged myself out of bed with difficulty,
Looked at the clock it was eight thirty.
Good lord at work I should be.






















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