Shingles
Then Cellitice
Thought just went to sleep
Lost twenty-four hours,
Awake to sad gal
Believing I dumped her
People came on Sunday for those three non assembled beda
Thats what you get delievered
Walmart beds delivered in bits
Some in two different rooms
I’m just one sixty-one year old woman
Guess they ponded on the door
When I’m in a coma I’m gone
My only worry is comming back
The folks for the beds will come again
This afternoon the beds will go
Kittens had started chewing on plastic
I’m pleased that will stop
Funny thing I had told Sherry about Cellitice
Sherry still assumed I dumped her
I’m indifferent about that
I survied Yeah!
Wish I had champaign
Hello poets everwhere!
