Sometimes I wonder
Why am I here?
I think I should know
But it’s not all that clear
I think that in truth
If I’m being fair
I find myself here
Because I’m no longer there
There wasn’t bad
But now I’ve moved on
And here is ok
Now there is gone
And really it’s fine
I’m not sure I care
Where I’d rather be
Is neither here nor there
11 responses to “Neither Here Nor There”
The journey from here,
To a place over there,
Is made better by beer,
And a giant eclair!
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Always.
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Now this is fun. 🤣😎🙃
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Got me through a pretty dull meeting in fairness
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James is back!
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And simultaneously not back.
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There there, don’t be so sad…
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It was an excruciating meeting though.
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Nice. You’ve gone there and back a Zen.
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All in the space of one pointless and very long meeting.
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