It Was a Good Morning Until

It was a good morning until I burned
My toast in the toaster, I turned
It was up to high
I just wanted to give my new toaster a try
It was a good morning until I drop
My phone and cause my sim card to pop
The front face was crack
My phone was also hack
It was a good morning until I lost my keys
I had to look everywhere, down on my knees
I wasn’t please
Because my morning was a tease

FEBRUARY 12, 2021
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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