Today has failed to pique my mind.It’s Friday and it’s hot. I findthe latent heat within my soul,does many things cept reach my goal.Get out my pen, record my thoughtsit’s not too late to steal what’s worthmy time to jot down on this page.It’s getting worse! Must be my age.At least I’ve written nine more…
Today has failed to pique my mind.
It’s Friday and it’s hot. I find
the latent heat within my soul,
does many things cept reach my goal.
Get out my pen, record my thoughts
it’s not too late to steal what’s worth
my time to jot down on this page.
It’s getting worse! Must be my age.
At least I’ve written nine more lines,
another three, I’ll have my rhyme.
So piqued my interest I have not.
It’s Friday and it’s fucking hot.
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.
Dec247h 
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