Trouble always seems to come in two's, bit like buses you could say.
Only last week, my heart strings were being pulled, but I thought no fear, rescue is here, for my nearest and dearest will always be there for me, as long as two plus two doesn’t equal five, and you don’t get the wrong end of the stick with my emotions. I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt, count your blessings even though the sun shines on the other side, you aren't always to know. Praise the high heavens your only a stones throw away - you're only down the road, so when I get knocked off my high horse you're always there to help me find my feet. Well, I won't lie, I fell but I'm up and better than ever - although I feel like I could eat a horse right now! I should choose the healthy option but you only live once - After all, an apple a day keeps the doctor away and all that. Just hope I don't catch the man flu - which I never seem to get female sympathy for, women’s instinct maybe? Whenever I try to milk it, it always turns out bad, often I’m out eating with the dogs - I’m always in the dog house these days. Potato patato, it's all brushed under the rug.
Sometimes it feels like time is standing still, when it’s not flying. Good things come to those who wait, and since patience is a virtue I’m hoping my luck of the Irish will pull me through, making me twice the man I once was.
Not to sounds cliché or anything.
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