No.554	16th June 2004
-- More wine -- Oh god I'm tired, I just can't cope With life and all its many charms Alas I'm left with little hope Of settling in my true love's arms So sitting here with glass of wine And thinking of what might have been Knowing that she'll ne'er be mine I'll drift away and quit the scene For love and lust have been my life Nothing else has meant a thing P'rhaps some wine will blunt the knife So I forget of whom I sing