Friday the Thirteenth!

Friday the Thirteenth! 

Superstition shouts.
Ladies and gents 
It’s the thirteenth, a Friday.

All better run and hide away.
Certainly, don’t duck under ladders.

No way.

It’s quarter to ten and I’m wasted. 
Stranded in a chocolate dream.

Stuck in a sticky situation.
Where dreams have melted into goo.
Okay I kinda fell asleep.

I’m sweet and I’m sticky.
Not very pretty.

I digress,
It’s just gone quarter to ten.

Sitting here feeling a bit of a mess.
End of the day.

End of the stress.
Where the hair of the dog brings only distress.

At the end of that day.
A day with no changes.

Where work went on as normal.
Scrawled over the pages.

Another day gone in sweet history.
This Friday 13th, contained no mystery.

Just another dollar, another day.
Spent today earning my pay.

Where patients came and patience left.
Here am I sat still feeling bereft.

By ladylivvi1


© 2013 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)



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