Nicky has friends but none could be found.
No time for Nicky
Nicky did frown.
The partner is a bit of a slouch
No one works around the house
Likes to potter
Plans are grand
By mid-afternoon there's a drink in hand.
Children are adults
One married one at home
But no one is vacant
Thank God for the phone.
Nicky no friends don't know what to do.
Tomorrow morning?
That's up to you.
We could watch some sport?
That under 6 team
Or visit that church where they shout and scream
Or don't leave home and stay in bed??
At this point Nicky would rather be dead
Nicky needs friends and their hard to find
It's a lonely place if your one of a kind.
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Author:
Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
Online)
- Published: July 13th, 2024 09:04
- Category: Unclassified
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