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| What A Day
I got me up this morning feeling chipper as could be, wanted strong hot coffee, had to settle for some tea. Started in to fill my day so I wouldn't have to rush,' First I'd get the laundry done and then I'd need to dust, The phone started ringing ,a bang at the back door, I knocked over my cup of tea and it ran all over the floor . The phone was a wrong number-this always gives me a fit , slipped in the tea I spilled and on my seat I sit . The darn dog started barking, I knew he had to go, I'd get the laundry started first-then take him for a stroll. I heard a clap of thunder and lighting filled the sky , I said , Dear Saints preserve us " and ask " Why Father Why?: I grabbed the leach and called " Here Bim" Lets get going while we can, I glanced at the kitchen clock it said ten to ten . Bim dragged me down the road sniffing here and there , I got upset and yelled at him " can't you go just any where " ? The wind had started blowing hard, the sky turned awfully black . I grabbed up Bim and turned around -I wanted to get back . The screen door was swinging open and rain came pouring in, I put Bim out on the back porch and I swear he gave me grin . The washing machine was bumping and there were soap suds everywhere, I couldn't laugh -nor could I cry -I just stood and pulled my hair . I started out to get the mop to clean up this awful mess, Caught my self upon a nail and tore my brand new dress. No one should have a day like this -to me it`s just a sin , I think I'll put me back to bed and get me up again . |
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