The Blinking Cold…

After some deliberation,

I went with ‘blinking’.

Instead of something else,

which is a much better fit.

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I wanted to keep it clean,

not offend my audience.

And also as a tribute,

to no one in particular.

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Anyway…

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I hate being blinking cold,

or as my dad used to say,

there’s no such thing my boy,

it is simply a lack of heat.

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He was a doctor of medicine,

so I suppose he should know.

It could be a bit annoying,

if I was feeling blinking cold.

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The way it invades your ribs,

settles itself in for the day.

Cold doesn’t wait for an invite,

it is a bad mannered brute.

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There are ways to combat it,

like turning the radiators on.

These days that is expensive,

so I wear five jumpers instead.

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And a woolly hat.

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Roll on those summer months,

the cold goes away for a while.

Time to embrace my Britishness,

and my gender,

and my age,

by moaning it’s too blinking hot 🥵.

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