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where to start


the beginning is really the end
so perhaps I should start there
only the middle is much more interesting
and the end hasn't happened yet

let's start fifteen years ago
no wait Let's make it twelve
I was sat out on the porch that day
no wait It was a shelf

I was sat out in the garden
just a wee boy of seven
or was I lost in the cupboard again
and I was really now eleven

I remember now where I was
the day I mowed that lawn
but that was forty years ago
fifteen before I was born

it must have been yesterday
when I was really mowing the carpet
but surely I should've used a hoover
now let's try and get this started

so fifteen years ago
no wait Lets make it five
when I was just a boy of four
and I got myself a wife

a wife at four that can't be right
these dates don't make no sense
perhaps I'm viewing them upside down
so this nine is now a six

I remember now six years ago
as a child stood on my head
which explains at least my question
of why my arms are now my legs

I think I've told you everything
about my life now from the start
but I didn't tell you about when I was eight
or my life as a giraffe

well those stories will just have to wait
and the one about the puddle
because I don't know where the beginning is
and I'm stuck inside the middle

the end (or the beginning)

 







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