Why are you up reading my blog
at three-o’clock in the morning
Why am I here writing to you
at three-o’clock as well
I’m too nervous, worried to sleep
right now as Jim and Zoe snore
Awaiting a hurricane to hit
And save Katrina rescue dog next door
Thank you much for visiting, hope that you will join
our little contest going on, if you’re up you’ll find
it’s fun to try to something new, at least something to do
in the wee, small hours of the morning..,,
Wait, that’s an old Frank Sinatra song. I’m going to bed now.
I flew to El Paso to bring in the cattle
Allergic husband has sent me to see
The great outdoors and the joys of battle
against the great beasts who are sent to me
The Hummer has stalled so my hand
took it in stride, he told me my latte was
not far away. Compressor is on land
so my MacBook should get some gas
About the time the Hummer is tanked
so the iPhone can go up as well.
The folks at Rosa’s Cantina can thank
Our electronics for my precious cell.
The compressor has started our first day
My DVD was eaten, oh well
The cattle have run off, who says
My compressor did it anyway.
I’m texting my publisher and shrink
Who were crazy enough to think
That being in the outdoors was good for me
I got my stuff back, thankfully.
DAC 8/4/08
