No Place Like Home
There's no place like home
So the old saying goes
When you're down in the dumps
It will cure your woes
Blob out on the couch
Watch rubbish TV
Wear scruffy old jeans
And a worn-out hoodie
Head for the kitchen
Eat whatever you want
(Like that packet of biscuits
That’s been there for yonks)
The place is a mess – who cares!
Have a wee snooze
Let everything slide
You’ve nothing to lose
Recharge your batteries
Find some new zest
Works’ overrated
Home is the best
Copyright © Julie Draper | Year Posted 2023
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