This is a poem for a friend and a pal who might just be reading this if they can still focus...
You're back from the concert,
I hope you enjoyed it -
Flowers in your pockets and beer on your breath.
Just wait for the morning - you cannot avoid it!
Hungover as hell, and feeling like death...
:) Hope you had a good time, don't forget Imelda May! xx
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