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Midnight In Moira's Garden
While Moira stinted not on Jacob's Creek
Red wine was a fine art I never mastered
That Saturday night was an epic session
We strode naked in her garden, plastered
My memory of events is somewhat vague
A thorn ripped the seat of my underpants
Then I was rolling about the grass, stinking
Of cat-shit, eaten alive by nocturnal ants
Moira was concerned about a hedgehog
...Sunday 20th September 2020 12:13 pm
Midnight At The End Of Time
They say it will soon be over
That it's just a teenage thing
They dont know what they're saying
Last night I gave you my ring
Its like I'd known you forever
We seem to go back to Creation
To the shrine of Adam and Eve
We send our invitation
Midnight at the end of time
Midnight at the end of time
I'll love you at least until
Midnight at the end of time
...
Wednesday 17th June 2020 11:55 am
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