It ain't what I'm smokin'
Apologies for lack of participation. We can't all be prose-ful all of the time, the devil needs his say sometimes.
No, it ain't what I yam smokin'
it be what i yam thinkin'
I gots to say wat i be feelin''
Oi feel rotten and me body been achin'
darn'ed pills leaf me jaded
so if i be writin' me words all crochety
don't go be judgin' me sittin' up on u high horsy
U dinna' know what i yam goin' trugh
i done lost me uzual prose and verse
dem days just kum and go as dey pleeze
me still waitin' fo de day wen
me get-up-an-go decide to re-a-pear
me energee be so low
me barely draggin' meself aboot
Me promis' too let u kno as soon as life re-turn
as normal as normal can bee!
Signed..
one half of meself...
on behalf of the odder half!
Mayhap...oi shud be smokin'
Oi cudd use a wee bit o'laughfin meself....
Trials and xxx's be a part of the deal.
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Novel Allen
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