People play their stuff,
People smoke their stuff, don’t care!
Put up and shut up!!
The tain travels slow,
Crawling and creeping along.
It hears my complaint.
Monday 27/05/19 Training
Tag: stuff
Friday 26/04/19
Another week gone,
The ground’s warm where the sun’s shone.
At last, weekend’s here.
Banana smells waft,
Through the, not so busy, train.
Faint coffee smells too.
Finding new music,
Exploring new and old stuff,
A lot is, just stuff!