Treasure Island

Beach Girl


Distractions


With coffee in my right hand and papers in my left
I didn't even spill a drop, who knew I was so deft

I strolled into the garden and sat upon my bench
Happy as a lark I felt that this would be a cinch

I spread my work before me upon the cold, stone table
And thought how peaceful this would be, but then my plans unraveled

As I began to pay my bills I soon grew quite distracted
A blue jay on the old grey fence was raising quite a racket

He claimed there was a problem, with finding worms that day
I blew a kiss, said goodbye and then he flew away

Horrified I witnessed a knock down drag out fight
Between two squirrels up in a tree, oh it was quite a sight!

Ants crawled up my coffee cup and down into the pool
They swam around a little while but found it wasn't cool

Upon that cold, stone table the wind began to blow
My pencil rolled onto the ground and papers flew like snow

I ran to catch my Visa bill and also my Discover
But then I threw my hands in air and said to self, 'Why bother? '

Submitted: Thursday, May 09, 2013
Edited: Friday, May 10, 2013

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