17 January 07 - 14:32Henry Munday Poem
I am January when it is wet and lousy,I am flu sticky and trapped,
I am a battered hat ripped and dumped,
I am mouldy cheese smelly and all dirty,
I am a broken down hut cracked and falling down,
I am blue sad and ill,
I am Henry Munday whipped and lonely.
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