Broken, broken, broken.
Fix it, fix it, fix it.
All fall down.
Sitting with a biscuit.
Weeping, weeping, weeping.
Eyes, eyes, eyes
swollen shut.
All goes kaput.
Defeated, defeated, defeated.
Demanding answers and
getting none.
Unless there is only one.
Then I am done.
Vicki Woodyard
Love you! ♥