Teams
last night you crept into my dreams
(and she is pretty)
but she likes other girls it seems
my mind gets carried away
and then finally,
it carries me off
after all,
a day dream is huge
and at night my mind is lost
i spent my cash starved years
counting the constant cost
what did it all mean,
when the people of my past
camp out on my village green
last night you crept into my dreams
and i am such a complicated feeling
a human being,
of emotions which leave me reeling
(and she is pretty)
but likes other girls it seems
but then is sexuality –
ever about picking specific teams?
James Garratt – Sunday 28th May 2023
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Teams – Written Sunday 28th May 2023 (Aged 48)
