I Just Can'T Win: My Petty Peeves
I had just woken up feeling great
like I barely had gained any weight.
But not so says my scale!!
The despair I can't quell.
So I go pile more food on a plate.
Next, the car on a side street I spy
pulls out quickly in front of me. Why?
I'd been going 60.
But now I'm at 50.
Why can't slowpokes let fast folks pass by?
Then the store checkout line is not fast.
So I change to line two. I'm aghast.
The first just got quicker
Line two was a trickster.
Yes, the last shall be first; the first, last.
I race home because there is something
I've recorded. For me, that 's a big thing.
But I mope and I pout
The power had gone out.
While away from my home, I taped nothing.
And so I've proceeded to bake
A costly and chocolate-filled cake.
A most horrible taste!
Salt for sugar I'd placed,
and I've got no more flour for a remake.
I'm in bed. There's this really good show.
But my eyes won't stay open. Oh, no!
In the a.m. it's one.
I awake. My show's done.
Like in life, the end I can't know!
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2012
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