Bored Out of My Brain
Bored Out Of My Brain!
I’m home, learning how to paint
Trying not to faint
Learning the piano and
Painting like Picasso
Isn’t really that hard
What was all the fuss about?
Dreaming of meeting family
Tired of being alone with me
Wanting all this crap to end
Though I only have one friend
Doing things they say I can’t
Wish I could paint like
Rembrandt
Running out of things to amuse
Only the gin to abuse
Watched thirty episodes of Minder
And Bobby Moore playing a blinder
Football from seventy-six
And get some more brushes
From Wicks
David Cox 23/05/20
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