We lost the power last night

And can barely make the rent

No food no money and a pile of bills

Please excuse me while I vent

The rain keeps falling

The grass keeps on growing

Even the dog has a bone to pick

So we close the blinds

As we close our minds

Maybe a vodka will do the trick

But tomorrow's a new day

Can't get much worse it would seem

Life's what you make it

And I'm "living the dream"!

 

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Debbie Stevensİ

Deliberately Debbieİ