I wonder lord ,
will i do anything right today
You think after ten years
i could find the right way
Like when i get the mail
i did,nt shut the lid all the way
or when i bring in the garbage can
well i did,nt park it just the right way
I got some ketchup on my shirt today
i guess i,m a slob
what can i say
I wonder lord
will i do any thing right today
Dirt on the bottom of my shoe
oh well i,ll have hell to pay
that just wont do
I wonder lord
will i do anything right today
Left a coke can in her car
she threatened me with a jar
did,nt put down the lid on the
comode,
I thought she would explode
well it was finally time to go to bed
when she patted me on the shoulder
hell i just played dead...
Excessive complaining over
Excessive complaining over the exterior world, they say is a lack of inner peace, not to mention un expressed or inadequately expressed emotions. I would say, talk to your roomate and make it a heart to heart, and if it isn't possible, seek guidance to learn how. A woman who had had her feelings validated, in conjunction with a man who is brave enough to consider them, is one happy go lucky woman!!
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
iĀ guess i need to ponder on
i guess i need to ponder on that for a while,but thanks for the read and comment
ron parrish