A poem where the first verse is probably sufficient but I carried on anyways (hence the refrain)…
I am a cold pie dinner A missed opportunity Don’t bother reheating me It won’t be the same If only you’d been here sooner I’d have been like a meal at The Ritz! The first course was likely enough But we ploughed on… I am a wet day at the zoo There’s nothing of interest to see Don’t bother cajoling me I won’t be the same If only you’d been here sooner I’d have been like a cruise on the Med! The first port was likely enough But we sailed on… I am a TV test-card during Jackanory A sure sign something’s not right Don’t bother going to switch channels I’ll be just the same If only you’d been here sooner I’d have been like Top of the Pops! The first song was likely enough But we played on… I am the days of “Twixtmas” Barely worth getting dressed for Don’t bother making me over I’ll not be the same If only you’d been here sooner I’d have been like all your birthdays rolled into one! The first gift was likely enough But we gave on… I am another Tory scandal Infuriating to the extreme Don’t bother kicking up a fuss It won’t be the same If only you’d been here sooner I’d have been like a revolution! The first death was likely enough But we kicked on… But if only we’d known when to stop.