Writing can be an ordeal
Sometimes I just want to squeal
The house phone is ringing
What is it bringing?
My cell phone is calling
By now I am bawling
The dog is barking
Too long on her outing
My expresso is blurping
No time for slurping
Skype beeped my screen
What will that mean?
Feral cats are yowling
By now I am scowling
A squirrels in the wall
Having a ball
Twelve wild turkeys just came
The dogs back out for the game
Better get a picture
Of this fun mixture
Laundry is near
Waiting for me I fear
The cabin is dusty
My sweeper is musty
It's all a mess
I am in distress
It's a fight to write
Try as I might
A wasp just walked across my keys
Enough please
I will wait for another day
When everything will be ok
Peace and quiet will prevail
For this writer to tell her tale
Sunday, March 2, 2008
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