A Ditty
Good morning, world, where have you been while I’ve been busy sleeping? Have you fought your wars, baked s’mores, gone naked swimming? Been on a roll, practiced birth control while the lights were dimming? You know so much, I’m so out of touch, and I’d like to tag along with you, use your bong with you, we’ll get high and not come down, I’ll grab your coattails, hold tight you’ll pull me, and we’ll paint this town. Oh, but wait, it’s Monday, and I’ve got chores to do, there are only so many hours in my day and they’ll take one or two. You’ve got twenty-four, but I know you won’t wait, I know you need to be off for a very important date or some exciting classes, so your day will speed by while mine drips by like molasses. So how ‘bout tomorrow? Tonight I’ll get plenty of rest, tomorrow we’ll go and hang out, then you’ll finally be free of this pest.
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Bluejay
Veteran of old My Poetry Forum before its hiatus. Happy to be back.
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