Well, there’s ten standing,
We don’t need to dig deep now,
Finding their rubbish!
Gove goes at Borish,
In coke fuelled Party antics.
And messed up his hair!
Liars and coke heads!
What we expect of leaders?
But, it would seem so!
As complex as simple is.
Well, there’s ten standing,
We don’t need to dig deep now,
Finding their rubbish!
Gove goes at Borish,
In coke fuelled Party antics.
And messed up his hair!
Liars and coke heads!
What we expect of leaders?
But, it would seem so!
More Brexit hits,
The biggest fall in car sales,
And other places.
GDP is down,
And set to plunge deeper soon.
Brexit takes it toll.
My mouth is so dry,
It has me wondering why?
Must drink more water!
I’m trying to draw,
A camel and a donkey.
They look very strange!
It is warming up,
Soon there will water warnings,
Don’t use it too much.
Shopping is done now,
Relaxing with a cool drink,
Watching the TV.
It’s hayfever time,
Pollen is blowing about,
Despite the blue skies.

Sneezing so badly,
The eyes swollen and itching.
Nose running badly.
Borish getaway,
from Brexit lies, he’s guilty!
Rubbish politics.
Wet and windy now,
Like the political scene,
Blustering squibs.
No Borish BonBon,
he’s a waster, not PM,
Let’s get one better.
It’s not surprising,
That I find myself here now!
Where else can I be?
It’s here I must start,
The adventure and success,
And the books written.
Focus and effort,
Dig deep in my resources,
Don’t make excuses!
The end of the line,
What really does lay ahead?
It doesn’t just stop!

The weekend’s ahead,
There’s much to do and finish.
One thing at a time.
A great price was paid,
On those beaches on June 6th.
On the Vict’ry road.
We salute them all,
All the soldiers young and old,
Heroic no doubt.
The way you’re acting,
Is you is, or is you ain’t,
My baby, baby?
A funky rhythm,
What an awesome beat this has!
Still her voice shines through.
A favourite song,
Is, ‘September in the rain.’
Dinah Washington.