Do not read this blog,
or even ever look at it,
just leave me in peace.
Happy Valentines,
I hope you got that love note,
flowers and a kiss.
Tube fare increases,
are not fair to everyone,
that includes myself.
Strange dreams haunt my sleep,
with interconnected scenes,
that seem to make sense.
Toast
Golden brown to burnt,
and butter apply quickly,
whilst it is still hot.
My coffee is cold,
it tastes fine but better hot,
then it has a kick.
