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Friday, 8 August 2025

On receipt of your notification

It’s been a game up to now

A walk in the park

A breeze


Your letter changes all that

The new nights in the dark

With flared bare trees tall and stark


Am I up to this

Have I got the mettle

Will I stay, say, may I even settle


You said I would not be here

Otherwise

No, let’s not go there


The words of good

They should come from everywhere

That first Christmas football


All of life is for fun for me

Quite happy, quiet, loud

Unconditionally free


Your handbook changes all of that

The new reality wanders in, she dawns

With scared dare knees she spawns


Can I make it

Shall I forge and fettle

Will I stay, say, I may even settle