14 November 2021

jingle bells already


I pick up my badge and 
pay card tomorrow 
For adult hospice. 
Was on pins and needles
And kept waking up. 


No walk per se. Just walking at work. 


It’s officially Christmas. 
Usually the day after my birthday 
Is when it starts. 


Yummy salad. 
Rats. Someone ate my eggs. 


Way to go, Crayola! 


I don’t miss this rat bastard. 
I hope he is found guilty of treason 
And sentenced to life in prison 
Without the possibility of parole. 


And take all his buddies with him. 
To drop the ball in a pandemic is 
Crimes Against Humanity. 


Definitely time for new keys. 
And new doors. 
And new - well, everything!

Can it be? 
It’s up to me! 


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