on the wrong side of the bed
but in the last 24 hours
I've been wandering all over town
looking for a warm place to stay.
A nice hot cup of coffee would hit the spot too
if my hands were not so darn cold.
Someone just came up to me a few moments ago:
"Hey Buddy, did you notice that you have tags on your toes?"
Oh goodness me and just how do I get them off my friend?
Well the man had a valid point because who walks around in January
in their bare feet?
My bare feet,
as told to you dear readers,
are not just numb
from the bone chilling weather either.
You see my weather report
will become the death of me,
Hold on now
here comes a police officer on his nightly beat.
"I'm sorry Sir but you will have to come this way with me.
I am taking you back where you belong."
".... and where would that be officer?"
I asked with the rhetoric of a dead man walking
as if I didn't already know
I was an escaped lunatic from the local morgue.
"Well Sir" replied the officer who was most polite
"You still have tags on your toes!"