28 June 2011

Coming up for breath.

Because of busy.

I'm still alive, I'm still around,
I haven't died or gone to ground.
I'm not on holiday or sick,
I've just had clients laid on thick.
The money's nice, though not the best,
It keeps the children fed and dressed.
I'd exercise more blogging skills,
If poetry could pay the bills.

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