Superman

I worked all through the night
A candle my only light

Turned the blanket off
Turned the heating off
Nothing on standby
No tele or radio
No clocks
No feeling in my toes
Think I’ll keep my socks and wooly hat on in bed
Can’t even put my gruel in the Microwave
So I eat it cold
Tried to clean my teeth in the dark
Nearly had my eye out..
Bugger!
Tripped over the bin bag by the front door
Must recycle it tomorrow
Erm, blue for newspapers and magazines
Sod it
The rest can go in the skip

I hope its sunny tomorrow
Maybe I can dry my underpants
Then again
If I wear them outside of my jeans
At least they’ll get an airing
I think I’ll put the red ones on
So people won’t laugh
‘cos, hey…I’ll look like Superman

Superman

Andrew Price

Stoke -on-Trent, United Kingdom

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