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‘Good evening, ladies and You'd think that by now, I
gentlemen’ I excitedly shout, could get it right.
walking on stage!
My daughter, the light in my

It’s my first stand-up uncertain day,
comedy show, I finally
tells me I'm fine when I think
worked up the courage.
I've lost my way!
Then a heckler in the
Now a fellow 'radiant light',
audience shouts, ‘hey mate,
we are connected, says she.
who are ya? Who are YOU?’
A new page in the
‘Who am I? Who am I, you
scrapbook, brings sunshine
ask?’
to me.

Hmmm, do I even know
So, the future, Doc says, is
myself?
yet still to write.
Who am I?
So, there you go mate, that’s
I’m a work in progress, I'll tell who I am, alright?

you my tale.

At first thought it sounds Ruby with Amy’s WEG shirt
easy, but I'm likely to fail.

Cos I'm only human.

And now back to the past.

I find one main thing, that
time's gone so fast.

Of the lost loves, hey, more

stories to tell,

of romance, friendship, good
times and .... oh well!

What else have I to show for

so many years?

A scrapbook of life
experience, of blood, sweat
and tears.

Most pages full of colour,
but some black and white.