‘Dreaming of salad days’
Many meals ago
I would only eat
As gourmet would eat
The finest ingredients
In the best of restaurants
Many drinks ago
I would only drink
As a connoisseur would drink
The finest of wines
From the best vineyards
Many sleeps ago
I would only sleep
Between silken sheets
In a four poster bed
In the best hotels
Now I sleep on wooden benches
With sheets made from newspapers
I’d be happy and content
If I had the luxury
Of bread and water
Michael (Micmac) Mccrory
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