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I can’t face the roast

 
 
 
 
sunday lunch in the pub,  
but I’m never hungry at lunchtime,  
still full from a late breakfast  
 
I ask for a whisky and,  
as everyone looks askance I say,
defensively, on toast    ..
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Written by dartford (Paul S...)
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