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MURPHY’S LAW
We all know of Murphy’s law
both the rich and the very poor,
“If anything can go wrong it will”
well one day I had more than my fill
of silly things going all wrong
another law came to join the throng
“When one wrong thing brings sorrow.
There will be at least a dozen to follow”
so let me tell you are tale of sad woe
they happened to me awhile ago
from my pillow I raised my head
to see the clock all blank and dead
no lights the hydro was out
I could manage without a doubt
the flash light batteries were quite dead
so I’d use some pretty candles instead
the matches I could not find
so I’d wash in darkness I don’t mind
I grabbed the toothpaste the day to greet
but it was the cream for my sore feet
one leg of my pantyhose was the right way round
the other all twisted, no hole could be found
I did not know the time at all what could I do
even the wall clock stopped the one that goes cuckoo
my wrist watch was to small to see in the dark,
can I remember where the car I did park
that will have the time as plain as can be
so seeking for the keys was the next mystery
at last I found then and went to the car
turned on the ignition then came the jar
four thirty am the stupid clock said
so I ran upstairs and climbed into bed
(Millicent) Ann Margetson April 4, 2003