My day started with a broken nail
I went to work with a slightly sore finger
Turned a door knob and the door didn’t open
Smacked my nose right on the glass pane
I just laughed and went on with my day
With a sore finger and a sore red nose
I checked in for a routine mammogram
The first one was not good I had to do it again
Tech said this time try posing like Cleopatra
Hah! I told her she enjoys inflicting pain
Walking to my car now with a sore chest
I saw an older woman on a wheelchair
Stopped to see if she may need help
Instead with a snarled face she says
What are you looking at and so I left!
Went home with a sore finger, a sore nose
A sore chest and a sore pride
I fixed me a nice plate of Spanish rice
It got too hot my stomach ached
I thought to myself I better quit and go to bed!
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Kay...best to head off to bed and wrap yourself in blankies, before anything else can happen! Cute poem...I really enjoyed it...great sense of humour! Hugs, Dee