7.30 In The Morning Poem by George BernardBloodyShaw
7.30 In The Morning
Rating: ★3.1
I wake up 'alf dead.
Where the 'ell's me 'ead?
I'm not on my mettle
As I stagger to the kettle
For coffee.
Whoopee!
As I find me 'ead
Wot a lovely day
I'm glad I'm not dead.
Saturday, September 27, 2008
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4/19/2024 6:29:06 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This describes ME first thing in the morning, too. I have to have my two cups of strong coffee before I come to (usually brought to me in bed) and then I can wake up properly. Clever. Now where's me 'ead? Love, Fran xxx