Murphy's Law Poem by C.R. Ebowski

Murphy's Law



I rolled out of bed waking up fresh
Not knowing what was in store for me today
But Murphy had a different plan
For I should have stayed in bed the rest of the day

But instead I got dressed for work
And headed downstairs for a small snack
Poured a bowl of cereal, wanting to drown it in milk
Only to find the milk on the counter in the grocery sack

So I leave to work, with plenty of time
Stopping at the Mc Donald’s drive though
Ordering a sausage biscuit with cheese
Biting into a crusty biscuit not even a dog could chew

The morning meeting went without a hitch
So I thought my day was getting better
Until my boss called me into his office
Handing me a notice of downsizing letter

So I boxed up my personal items
And headed out of the building to my car
It was then that I new things could get worse
Someone had broken into my car with a pry bar

There was only one thing left to do
Just succumb to Murphy’s Law
Go back to the empty house
Stay out of sight and withdraw

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ted Sheridan 06 March 2007

Why fight it right? By the way I used to live near a Micky D's and in the early morning the smell of the Egg McMuffin would linger down the beachfront to my window. Within minutes I would have to crap...on the way out of the house around ten...passing by the place....I would have to turn around and go home and crap again...I know TMI but one day I decided to buy an Egg McMuffin and see if I could reduce the moving effect it had on me as one crap a day is enough. I did and just as you said, I now refer to the Egg McMuffin as a 'Rubber Sandwich'. I can now ride by or smell one and instead of crap....I want to barf.

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