It’s salvation at the end of the day
It’s tinny taste I desire when I am alone
And when I am having a good day
It is celebration in a can
But when a bad day arrive
It’s my solace for the tears
I drink it in the sweet pleasure
Of its flavour
Liquid sunshine to make
The blues go away
I am contented to relax in the sparkling joy
In its silver can to my lips
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Just pure fun. I love it! Thankyou… again! You have that niche humour in your work, reminds me of Bob Mortimer or Jasper Carrot. Thankyou!
NB: It really is tinny that can o’ diet coke
PPS: This should be read in a North East UK accent (Seaton Carew/Hartlepool) Absolute gold mate 🙂