The weather’s windy,
and it is pouring with rain,
the clouds hanging low.
I had a hard day,
just the work load I’m guessing,
as that’s all I do!
And day in, day out,
I can say without a doubt,
that work takes my time.
I have ambition,
as a writer I would be,
if I could you know.
A mini cross box,
hangs on my wall on a string,
and it shoots toothpicks.
I’ve a cardboard foe,
I shoot when I’m fristrated,
and knock that thing down.
