Tuesday, May 12, 2009

It's raining, it's pouring

Tuesday 12th May,

It’s raining, it’s pouring,

I wish that I was snoring.

I have a sore itchy throat, and aches and pains

So I didn’t sleep real well last night

My nose is runny, my face feels funny

My muscles feel like I’ve been in a fight

It’s raining, it’s pouring,

I wish that I was snoring.

On Mondays now hubby doesn’t work

Thought we’d pull down the tent yesterday

Cleaned and dried it on hands and knees

Then the rain blew that plan away

It’s raining, it’s pouring,

I wish that I was snoring.

Woke up this morning, drowsy head

Kids are still tucked up in their beds

Dreaming of sunshine, but it’s raining instead

I want to go back to bed

It’s raining, it’s pouring,

I wish that I was snoring

Son won’t get up and I’m in a state

Decide it’s not my fault if he’s late

Kids’ have to walk to school in the rain

Umbrella’s too small so daughter complains

It’s raining, it’s pouring,

I wish that I was snoring

Sitting and working on my granny rug

Want to be in bed, snug as a bug

Got to get some housework done

Try to think of someway to make it fun

It’s raining, it’s pouring,

I wish that I was snoring

Big brother drops in for lunch with me

Caffeine craving, cup of tea

Doesn’t work, feeling slow

Little nap, no, no, no!

It’s raining, it’s pouring,

I wish that I was snoring

Got to get some study done

Wondering where my brain has gone

Learning about Lamentations

Can often lead to big frustrations

It’s raining, it’s pouring,

I wish that I was snoring

Vacuuming, mopping,

Wash the clothes

Where the energy comes from

Nobody knows

It’s raining, it’s pouring,

I wish that I was snoring

Well I mustn’t fell down

And I mustn’t feel blue

Because I still have so much

I have to do

It’s raining, it’s pouring,

I wish that I was snoring

What would I do

Without my PDA

I love to use it

To plan my day

But as I look at all the To Do’s

Too many things, it don’t seem right

Oh well get it done with a smile

And to bed early tonight

It’s raining, it’s pouring,

I wish that I was snoring

Remember that God’s with me every day

Helps to brush my cares away.

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