Saturday, 26 November 2011


No Control by foundimagination
Today's my big move
I'm as stressed as can be
Seems I'm writing a poem
Does that make me crazy?

I wish I could skip
Til the end of next week
Then I'd be all moved in
And my life would be chic.

But they say you can't do that
There's no time machine
But it could be they're lying
They tend to be mean.

So let's hope things just happen
Between now and then
Guess I'll hope for the best.
See me being all Zen?


Solitary Diner (Also Known as The Frugalish Physician) said...

Best of luck with it all. Hopefully you packed the corkscrew and a bottle of wine where you can find them easily.

Victoria said...

Thanks ;)