Worst poem ever.
Mind is mushy
brain is fuzz
can't even get a
coffee buzz
two kids screaming
up all night
two hours (if that) of sleep
is just not right
Too tired to capatalize
rhyming hurts my head
wish I could be sleeping
back in my cozy bed
I'll brew a pot of coffee
because, seriously, the keurig is just not going to get me through the day.
I yearn for naptime
i hope they sleep
If they don't,
I just may weep.
It's days like these
I remind myself
I wanted kids
Not some elf.
My godness this is
the worst ever verse.
Time to end it
Before it gets any worse.
5 years ago
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