shouldn't complain,
my life is good,
what's little rain !
but these little trials
of today, have me complaining anyway.
spilt coffee on my favourite shirt,
on the upside coffee
stone- cold no one hurt.
lost ten thousand word report, computer glitch
on the upside,
someone in Nepal
will have insight into dramatic synergy in isben's plays.
some dude stole my lunch, leftover chicken *** pie,
on the upside,
i'm fairly sure my two year old sneezed in it.
broke a heel in the carpark. no upside,
they were my favourites.
got home my mum,
who has come to live
with us,
has re-organised the kitchen. still looking
for the upside.
burnt dinner, no wine looking for the carkeys,
to go and find upside,
probably in the next city over.
car won't start,
upside,
no one can hear you,
scream in locked car!
downside,
they can see you....
...........shouldn't complain
Mar 27, 2014
Mar 27, 2014 at 2:54 AM UTC
shouldn't complain,
my life is good,
what's little rain !
but these little trials
of today, have me complaining anyway.
spilt coffee on my favourite shirt,
on the upside coffee
stone- cold no one hurt.
lost ten thousand word report, computer glitch
on the upside,
someone in Nepal
will have insight into dramatic synergy in isben's plays.
some dude stole my lunch, leftover chicken *** pie,
on the upside,
i'm fairly sure my two year old sneezed in it.
broke a heel in the carpark. no upside,
they were my favourites.
got home my mum,
who has come to live
with us,
has re-organised the kitchen. still looking
for the upside.
burnt dinner, no wine looking for the carkeys,
to go and find upside,
probably in the next city over.
car won't start,
upside,
no one can hear you,
scream in locked car!
downside,
they can see you....
...........shouldn't complain
just having one of those
days
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