Mindfield

I tried to cross the lawn this morning From my house, out to the street In hopes that I could find a place Where I could get a bite to eat Boy, this grass grew fast and tall It looks like it could reach the sky And the droppings from the dog next door Got to be a mile high Another soggy wet Newspaper Just laying in my way I wish the kid would learn to throw And reach the porch, some day Across the lawn I stagger 'Till I reach my favorite plant I guess it's just another day In the life of this here, Ant