© 2015 by P Michael Biggs
I am really tired
I’ve come un-wired
I’m not to be admired
When I am this tired
I am beat
I can’t even eat
Gotta get off my feet
When I am this beat
I am worn out
What is that about?
I have no doubt
It could be gout
It’s time to rest my bones
And enjoy an ice cream cone
And if I moan
While on my phone
It’s just my bone’s tones
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