It’s a tad late. Who cares if it’s a tad late?! I have nothing witty or intelligent to contribute today, so why not speak about my first and only love?
Grapes – An Ode
As green as grass
Or red as sin
Even purple will pass
Fresh is divine
Raisin’s, currants and sultana’s too
Speaks to my soul
(And my knees)
(Probably the legs too)
My love, my mate, you won’t let me down
As long as it’s dry, so I can drink it (snigger)
Oh my dearest closest, and most loving friend
I could never live without you! I shan’t even try!
YOH, I know that’s excruciatingly bad, you’re probably speechless right now, but it’s better than me giving you an arb rendition of my boring weekend, right?
Have a good one!