“Hiccups”
I don’t know why I get up,
with all these troubling hiccups.
The dogs need pee relief,
the shower has no heat.
There’s traffic in the melt.
One dog poohed inside, as well.
I locked my husband out,
while he did the trash.
My baby boy,
has diaper rash.
I swear to God,
I’m going to scream,
if I collect,
one more defeat.
While carrying the babe’s car seat,
lost balance, fell off my feet.
Into a dirty snow bank,
it’s no wonder I’m a raging crank.
A week old crock pot,
caked on lip snot.
Spilled milk.
I’ve lost my will.
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