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Tired

I'm so bloody knackered,
I Can't hardly think,
Everything's an effort,
I haven't slept a wink.

My footsteps are dragging,
Work is just a slog,
The clock's ticking slower,
My mind is just a fog.

I can't concentrate,
Can't focus any more,
It can't go on I need a kip,
My eyes are getting sore.

I'll just grab a minute,
I'll sit and have a mo',
Oh yes that's much better,
Just listen for the phone.

Aah now that's better,
An armchair can't be beat,
No-ones going to notice,
If I just put up my feet,

I'll just have an hour,
Ain't no harm in that,
Just close me eyes a minute,
I'm not being a twat,

Oh that's just lush,
I'll just rest me head,
Just a couple of minutes,
And then I'll z...z....zzzzz

yowwa

@yowwa

As you slide down the Bannister of life, be aware you're gonna pick up a few splinters in the arse along the way.

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