Here it goes, I’m a simple lad, complicated and mad,
I’m calm, wild, ecstatic, spontaneous and sad
I am from England, lived there till I was 27
From then on I came to France, it wasn’t exactly heaven
I got two kids, a 6 year old and a baby too
I’d do anything for them, my girlfriend too
It’s pretty lonesome in France, in the country here
Mainly boredom around us, nothingness to endear
I like to play games but I’ve pretty much stopped
So I write my poetry to stop me losing the plot
When I’m sad the words just flow
I start to write, away I go
Is that enough information for you?
I hope through your spyglass you enjoy the view
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Phil lister 29/09/17
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