Days Like This
They just wear on ya.
I mean, I gotta get up and
pour my own coffee!
Can you believe that?
When it’s time to hit
the easy chair with the paper,
is somebody there to
recline that thing for me?
No, I gotta do it myself…
Yet more frustration!
I hear birds, but I can’t see them
‘cause nobody filled the feeders;
guess I gotta do that too.
Yes, I will have to make my own brunch
if I’m gonna catch the mid-day ball game;
it’s just work, work, work!
Here’s the end all to be all;
I had to carry my own book
to the end table beside my recliner;
incredible!
And don’t even get me started on
all the cat and dog petting
I gotta do today…
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