Not Enough Wick
Everyday I hurry, to get things done,
my overdrives on, it's, run, run, run.
Cleaning the house, and mowing the lawn,
my problem is, I don't have enough sun.
Family needs help, and I'm the one,
can't they see, I need some fun.
I think I know what my problem may be,
I have plenty of candle, just not enough wick.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2007
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