365. Well hello.

Some of you just dropped in, saw the state of my antimacassars and left.

Some have stayed, had tea and a go at my Sticky Buns,
but slagged off my Finger Rolls and fucked off.

There have been those who brought wine, had some hastily thrown
together food, a proper down and dirty argument,
a fight in the alleyway and gone home missing teeth or shoes.

And of course there have been the ones who've turned up half cut,
insisted on playing strip poker, then challenged me to drink till
one of us goes blind, woken up with no memory of the night before,
but smiling and missing only one organ.

I'd just like to say it's been lovely having each and every one of you.
Do come again.