Its not the SOUP,
I wake up bright and early like the sun
Sleeping real late at night before the a.m. dawn.
With a few hours of sleep
I still find my self counting sheep.
Drink my coffee before I leave
Find my self in a zone not even I believe.
I kick the neighbors dog real far
Tired of him barking at me before I get into my car.
Turning my radio on real loud.
Only when I hear a song that will makes me proud.
I never arrive at work real late.
I have to be responsible in the job I hate
The owner opens the door and finds me asleep.
I tell him get out of my face you stupid creep.
He tells me I am lucky he can not work alone.
Why do I insist of not waking him before I leave our home.
He also said he wishes he could fire me.
Instead to leave the soup at night I have to agree.
As soon as I log out of the Poetry Soup I tell him when I'm done .
When he goes to bed I still find myself roaming the Internet for fun :)
Kissing me goodnight, he ask me if I could give him some.
I say just one more comment hun, I'm almost done.
By 4:00 am I am still on the Soup.
He wakes up to a no surprise
Yelling at me he grabs my laptop and than he........
--for GARETH JAMES contest--leave me hanging--