Saturday, 26 February 2011

That Sunday Afternoon Feeling

When I glance at the clock
and my dinner's less appealling,
don't think that the meat is off -
It's That Sunday Afternoon Feeling.

When I clasp my hands in prayer
at the alter kneeling,
don't think I'm a pious man -
It's That Sunday Afternoon Feeling.

When you find me tie-round-neck
and swinging from the ceiling,
don't think I'm suicidal,
It's That Sunday Afternoon Feeling.

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