In my sleep I do talk, <br />In the day I slip when I walk. <br />Under the sun I do toil, <br />Just to pay for my fuel and oil. <br />Eating my lunch, <br />I ate a bunch. <br />Then along came three, <br />My stupid enemy. <br />Almost asleep at work was me. <br />Along came five in the nick of time, <br />Hard to make it home when I have not a dime. <br />Traffic so bad, <br />Took three hours to hit my driveway and I was MAD. <br />Checked the mail so quick and fast. <br />And let out a gasp. <br />In the box there was a bill for me, <br />Those dirty rats turned off my electricity. <br />I walked to my door with haste, <br />My mind distraught like a total headcase. <br />I went inside yet to find, <br />This home was empty and was not mine.<br /><br />George otto Becker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/crazy-me-5/
