Edinburgh and a New Poem

Hello there everyone.

Hope you're all well? Ah, that's good/sad.

Well, here is some news - I'm going up to the Edinburgh Fringe Festival with the good people at Misshapen Theatre - there are to be two plays performed, on Love, Sex, and the Internet. I'm involved with Phillipa and Will Are Now In A Relationship (directing) and the other one is be-named The Sexual Awakening of Peter Mayo. Both written by award-winning playwright Jon Brittain, and both extremely funny plays about. Well. Love, sex and the internet. (Look at the website for more info - IT'S UP THERE!) I do need to do a little bit of quasi-begging for any monies that can be spared... If you could visit our WeFund page (click the word 'WeFund') and have a look at the video, see if you agree, maybe give some money (incentives are listed there). THANK YOU.

RIGHT. A poem. This is a vilanelle, for some reason.

Friend

I had a friend who came to stay one day
But now it seems he simply won't go home.
I only wish that he would go away.
I go for breakfast - he's there - I say, "Hey
You're still around. I thought you might have gone."
I had a friend who came to stay one day.
I mean, it's great when he brings up a tray
With supper. I really don't want to moan.
I only wish that he would go away.
I went to Europe for my holidays
And he was there when I returned from Rome.
I had a friend who came to stay one day
And now he's hanging round me like a stray
Cat I once fed milk, but now can't send home.
I only wish that he would go away
But no such luck, I guess he's here to stay -
Maybe I'll pack my bags and hit the road.
I had a friend who came to stay one day.
I only wish that he would go away.

Thanksbye.