Sometimes. Poem by Tom Allport

Sometimes.

I have sung the song
Life is like a bowl of cherries
With no pips to spit out
Yet I wonder why my wife
Worries about the bit of fluff
Trapped high in a spiders Web
I wish she wouldn't
Sometimes I wonder
How much rain will come today
Or if the hamster will fall off his wheel.

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