Monday

NPR droned on about Donald’s tweets,

while I searched in my laundry basket for something chic

and wished I could hug Meryl Streep

if only I had time to brush my teeth.

 

The day featured long meetings,

tired greetings, and cups of tea

I stressed over my badly covered acne

and wished there was time to daydream.

 

Now I’m writing when I should be asleep

very much regretting my rhyming scheme

a paper cut has got me really, really piqued

but honestly, doesn’t that just make this day complete?

 

 

 

 

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