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 once upon a time


Oil less.

Used the last of the oil tonight

Nice to feel warm and replete

500 hundred litres arrive tomorrow

Feel warm thinking about it coming.


Watched the flashing clock letting 

me know the countdown to the end

Not the end of time just the end of oil

Now wonder what I'll happen if fuel runs out.


Guessing the flat will get cold freezing even

If so I'll have to crawl into bed hide beneath

set of double duvets snuggle up like the 

proverbial bug in a rug or in this case duvet.


Now I know this missive is a load of codswallop

Though its is my load of old bollocks gotta do 

something to past the time especially when stoned 

out of what remains of that thing called a mind


Okay, okay I'll finish here same as the oil has

I only started out too explain about my evening

with my friend the oil or perhaps the double duvet

So I'll say goodnight and wish you well, keep warm all.


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