Monday, November 9, 2009
Same Old Day
It’s just another same old day
In cold and damp middle England
Another day when the sun has forgotten to shine
And the rain is almost snow
The birds are not singing in the nearby trees
As if they had not bothered to wake at all
And the only sound that can be heard
Is the wind through a leafless bough
It seems the same every day
Don’t want to move at all
It’s that time, it is expected
Pleading eyes say “it has to be now”
The Dog, he needs his walk
He knows as you approach
The door to the outside world
With boots and gloves in a row
Walk for just about a mile
While the dog he does two
Jumping through hedges
To bark at a local cow
Home with his hair wet and muddy
It’s time to run the bath
Greeted at the door by the Cat
With a plaintive meow
Tomorrows just another day
In cold and damp middle England
Another day when the sun will have forgotten to shine
And the rain just maybe snow
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