Treasure Island

Linda Winchell

(still working on it! / Chicago Illinois)

'Depression Kinda Day'


Here comes another depression kinda day
caused by all this rain and the wind we're having
with no sun and all this grey!

I can't go out, don't want to stay in
all I seem to be doing is cleaning, cooking and binge!

My hairs a frizzy mess, my butts looking fatter too!
I'm going to grab a bar of soap
and stand on my back porch and scrub
that's just what I'm gonna do!

This weather isn't going to get me down
I'll show it a thing or two!
After I'm done with my back porch scrub
I'll be rid of my depression Kinda day blues!

Submitted: Sunday, September 14, 2008
Edited: Saturday, October 11, 2008

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