Lundi matin


~ Plum Tuckered Out ~

I haven't any energy today
It seems to have run away
This day is cloudy and quite gray
Just listen to what I have to say.

I lay around, all day long
Listening to nothing but sad songs
All I want is to belong
Everything I do seems to turn out wrong.

My house is dirty, needs to be cleaned
I know it would take a football team
I can barely move a leg it seems
I'm sure you know just what I mean.

I have no explanation for any of this
But in a way, it's Heavenly bliss
Feed me chocolates, I'll give you a kiss
Right now everything is quite amiss.

Yes my friend, I'm truly pooped
I'm in a whirlwind, a perpetual loop
To get me to move would take a troop
Gonna call my house "The Chicken Coop!"

~*~

Chee Chee Martin © 2008
Whisperings Of The Mind And Soul
Whispered Words
 




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