A Tired Day

A tired day Yesterday I walked to the tax office Not that I had any business there But the woman next door said it only took her 15 minutes To go there. It took me two hours going there and back. Tired today watching cartoon a man was knocking On the door of a suburban house pressing the doorbell selling vacuum cleaners A beautiful woman opened the door My doorbell was ringing too; it was the waterman And by the time I had paid him and taken the water Into the kitchen, I was too late to see what had happened. I like a cartoon; the impossible becomes doable. The ship with for cranes is still at the anchorage perhaps They can’t get a master. Should I offer my service