What’s this about?
All an’ nuffun
A random half hour
‘Tween moans an’ muffin

A Saturday morn
No less, no more
There’s stuff to do
No time to snore

There’s skin to explore
An’ itches to scratch
An’ snacks to stock up on
Before the match

Those pressing affairs
Will have to wait
There’s pleasure to come
An’ I can’t be late

I die for the weekend
An’ live for the craic
An’ put my whole soul
Into kicking back

Now 30 minutes
Have passed us by
Any happier?
I might reply:

If you’d told me then
What I know now
I’d have muttered
A moot point:

“Holy cow!”

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