@ 2007-06-17 – 21:11:28
So fathers day is nearly done, I saw my daddy we had some fun
Sat there in some carvery, drinking beer and making glee
Three generations linked by genes, tucking in to beef and greens
The serving wench was quite a sight, her t-shirt being very tight
Greengrocers cliches thoughts abound, thank god my lips - they made no sound
Ice cream sir, raspberry ripple? No thank you darlin just another tipple
@ 2007-06-17 – 10:26:44
Shit I'm late its ten nineteen
My kids will wonder where Ive been
Sitting on my arse a typing
Random thoughts that needed citing
Time has come to jump in the shower
Wash my hair and have a scour
Its fathers day, after all
A time for pressies smiles and all
Look at the time its ten twenty one
Its now that time, I have to run
@ 2007-06-17 – 10:18:03
The world outside as seen through slats, piercing through my frontroom flat
Blinds drawn down just half open, light filters in so softly spoken
Just a glimpse is all that's needed, the quiteness of the world receded
Windows shut sounds are silenced, yet movements detect an unreliance
For of course it isn't at all quiet, if anything chaotic, random fired
Tempting one to go outside, embrace the movements enjoy the ride
Dance within that scattered light, opened up and oh so bright
Warm gold sunshine, smiling kids, laughing loud amongst orchids
Full in bloom stamens proud, teasing the approaching insect crowd
Bees that buzz fly elegant, drawn on in, by musky scent
Its deft aroma helps maketh honey, gold translucence all sweet and yummy
Waiting to be bought off of shelves, by full grown flowers with little elves
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