klutzy with water glasses

I knocked over another glass of water today
wait
today it was only a bit of water and lots of ice
If I had a nickel for every glass I had knocked over lately
I could refinish my bathroom floor with nickels

I could never trust myself with a glass of juice
Hoping those sticky messes are behind me
Especially grape juice
I won’t even allow that in the house
It stains everything
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