Fix…

Its morning, I need my fix,

Rufuz wants out to play with his sticks,

Gotta have just the perfect mix,

Creamer or milk, cubes of sugar, six…J

Without it I feel I will die,

Strike me down God, if I lie,

None in the house; will have to buy,

Can’t my urges can I deny…J

Out of bed at ten,

Second shift I do work,

Wish I didn’t have to go,

Think of all the money I’d have if I took phen-phen…J

A cappuccino mix does sound better,

Geez, its cool enough today to wear a sweater,

Rain and wind and dark foreboding clouds,

A perfect day to drink a cup or two or more all the better…J

          © ed ~ 5/25/05