Dark and secluded
I’ve only concluded
I sit in unfrequented parts.
I’m somewhat deluded
Yet feel so excluded
That’s right when my reverie starts.

My punchy one liners
Whilst chatting to diners
Encourages lively debate.
But oft, when the time
Slips away from the rhyme
I can feel the urge slowly abate.

So sit and eat cake
For my sanities sake
I shall bow my head down to the page.
I’ll never forsake
All these chances I take
As I know I’ll get better with age.

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Adam Adamson still is an awesome shag... Well he is. Honest. But whatever, he has always loved to write, even before he could write. Its been a passion of his since he realised that others would read his stuff and get a little emotional. That gripped him really. Was it good or was it crap? Anyhoo! Enjoy reading what i’ve scribbled and who knows… one day it might make sense.

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