Perfect

‘I wish I was a glow-worm,
Glow-worms are never glum.
How can you be sad,
When the sun shines out your bum?’

Rox - Never has a poem hit like that one just did. It says it all. I put in on the wall of my depressing little cube at work. How can you not smile when you read something like that.

Thanks you!

Ohhh, and if you have any profound idea for Christmas pressies please do let me know. Once again I have not started even thinking of gifts, let alone buying them.. Ohh to be organised... Am not going to let it get to me. Today I am a glow-worm!