Mcu Blues Poem by Monica Partridge

Many thoughts are rattling around my cluttered mind
as I scan my documents for the solutions I can't find
because for hours I have looked at this complex thing
which should ease the worries that daily life will bring.

The multitude of programming that I check every day
I still don't have a clue about what I'm supposed to say.
The presentation's been arranged yet I am still unsure
of what exactly I must do and what tests I must endure.

Now airplane plans are added to the pile upon my desk
I'm sorry but that's just too much, I've done my very best.
I think my brain has gone to sleep or it has gone on strike
and with all the work it had to do I know what it feels like.

So now I'm calling it a day and the meeting be postponed
my eyes not seeing where I step as I make my way home.
As I walk through my door I wonder just where I have been
the last few days were nothing but a blur of plans I've seen.

As I walk into my house the peace helps me to calm down
and the water from the shower soon diminishes my frown.
A glass of wine with dinner to relax then I'll be off to bed
this day gave me MCU blues but those worries I now shed.