In the cool night air,
I sat and watched clouds passing,
and feeling the breeze.
Well it is cooler,
and I am in London today,
taking in the sights.
I want to get fit,
but when I try I get wrecked,
is it what I eat?
A litre of eau,
it does me good, oh no eau,
that means more to drink.
I plucked a feather,
quilling my pen to write words;
be willing again,
