Home and straight into a sarong.
Refresh the wet cloth around my neck.
Book-launch venue double-checked.
Legal deposit copies posted. Bit by bit.
Earlier today I phoned my pal Frankie.
She listened to me wail awhile,
then said: ‘What’s working?’
Ah! Quite right. So much is.
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