Friday
Today is Friday
A happy day
For the weekend is festive and near
I day dream of BBQ's and friendly banter
As I hit the car in front me
Shocked, I backed up over a dog
This is not turning out to be a good day
Especially for the dog
I was on my way to the bank
To find out I am in overdraft
They were not concerned
We have your house they say
You may find another place to stay
This sure isn’t a turning into a good day
I called my wife to tell her the news
I need not have worried so
She has run off with the fireman it seems
Our house burned down this afternoon
Heroically he saved her from the fire and me
I am not feeling so happy this day
I am sure the banker is as sad as I
He lost his house and his mistress
To the fireman today
Me, I just lost the house
I am sad and empty, no where to sleep
What ever shall I do?
The night turned cold and hostile
Until I spotted an empty doghouse
How was your Friday the thirteenth?
Notes: When I read Dave Woods poem "NO" well it made me smile and inspired me to write this! Thanks Dave
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