Easiest Two Hours . Work I Ever Had…

Drove up to Philly,

To pick up a delivery,

But it really was quite silly,

As they told me to go one night too early.

Two hours on the clock,

Eighty-two miles on the truck,

But what the f***,

It ain’t my van,

And I won’t have to do it again.

Was a quick break from writing,

But really would have been happier to avoid it,

But I took on the responsibility,

So had to cover it,

Especially enjoyed the way,

That the run turned out.

Like I really enjoy driving into Philadelphia,

Late in the evening,

Would rather be in bed, or high,

So I guess you know what I will be doing,

So don’t be giving me a sigh,

As when I am buzzing I am thinking of you,

My friends & fellow writers on authors den,

Isn’t that of me, just right on cue?

                                        (ed)