47. At The End Of The Day

What goes around comes around.
At the end o’ the night must come day,
No matter what the priests might say,
Or, as folk say, at the end o’ the day…
Must come night, so who is right?

What goes around comes around.
What’s the use o’ cryin’ ‘n’ frowns?
Who likes to see a grown man down?
What goes around comes around.

One hand washes the other.
Which is father, which is mother?
What goes up must come down.
Swings ‘n’ roundabouts.
Desire perspires ‘n’ misery becomes self doubt.

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4 thoughts on “47. At The End Of The Day”

  1. thank you 🙂
    i think i hear ‘at the end of the day’ so often it had to become a rhyme.
    ‘at the end o the day… right… you owe me a fiver’. stuff like that lmao
    but then i went philosophical 🙂
    i like the penultimate 4lines, full of some of the best local phrases, twisted to suit my poetic needs 🙂

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