08.09.09
I got told today,
The sets had gone to pot,
Angry and upset all day,
In one set but I’m not.
Should have two’s all round,
And a 1a in French,
Now I stare to the ground,
Fists are tightly clenched.
Reminiscing on Thursday ,
When everything was right,
Trying to think of great things, Eh?
Dreaming about tomorrow so I say goodnight.
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