It's a rainy day
and I'm feeling miserable.
Wrapped up in my thin waterproof
and my thick college jumper.
I can barely see through
the droplets on my glasses.
I don't want to go to lectures,
but then, I never do.
"Let's skip out," I say
"and go have breakfast at King's",
looking up at the old stone walls
and untouched grass
as we dawdle past.
"Yes, let's," you say, with a grin
and then we keep on walking
and turn down Bene't Street, away.
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