Monday, 12 May 2025

'I have come to the end of my personality'

You've gone quiet again
a common refrain, complain
you were so much fun yesterday
where's that person gone?

Some times I talk it's not so
hard, some times yak yak too much, some
times not enough chat chat and they
will call you snooty, aloof 

Remember the time I hovered, Christmas eve
of course you don't the snow
was thick on the ground and
the following morning I was catatonic

A'll gie ye a tight 20 any day
efter which the outer lair run
oot ae steam, puff! cuz it's hard to
keep up wi bein me, whoever ye are

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