If this poem doesn't win me one of those blogger awards I don't know what will. It was at about 3:15am that I was struck by this sensational poem. I think after 45 consecutive minutes sleep last night I am really at the top of my creative game.
My dog has an ear infection
what can I do?
I know the poor boy is grumpy and blue
but he's last on my list
beneath buy diapers and glue
and another of my kids has come down with the flu
the sinks filled with dishes and the laundry needs folding
and something in the fridge is stinking and molding
the baby needs medicine the kid needs new sandals
there is so much going on its all hard to handle
I have doctor appointments and works in a frenzy
to all of these things I cannot see an endy
so a trip to the vet will not be near
until I grow more arms or get help so I fear
I guess we'll change his name to sad old red ear