Once again
I’m so far behind,
So much is happening
There’s not time to unwind,
Up all night,
Checking in with the news
And getting a real case
Of too much news blues
Now, rushing around
Trying to do
Way too much
And not liking it much,
Such much!
And so much bewilderment
And way to many muches,
To which I cannot keep up,
But one thing that’s good
Is that I’ve forgotten about pain,
Although I’ll soon remember
And be complaining again,
Meanwhile,
Rush, rush
Rush rush,
Rush, rush,
Excuse me,
As I’ve got to run,
No time for doddling,
No time for sitting,
Have to get up
And stop diddling now,
Got to get going
And get out from under
This pile of work somehow.
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