Consider the Worst
Consider the worst that can happen to you:
A lingering June-July-August case of the flu,
Or waking one morn and you can’t do No. 2
Finding your 20-year-old is selling home brew
Your parakeet flies into your mulligan stew,
A summons from the IRS, you haven’t a clue
Your thumb and index finger meet super glue
The last three checks you wrote over-drew,
Your turn to speak, and you've missed your cue
You haven’t the faintest notion what to do!
Written July 4, 2022
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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