I woke up and it was gloomy.
My day started out slow and was not going to get any faster, sue me.
I had no clean clothes, laundry pile was looming over me.
Needing a stack of loonies as far as the eye can see.
I set out in the pouring rain, in jeans three sizes to big.
It made me smile because they were not too small, I was not wearing a
wig.
I got soaked on the way to the bank.
Eight loonies was my order, from the teller called Frank.
I got my loonies and continued to the store, my tummy needed some
stuffin'.
Trying to decide between a cheeseburger or some carrot muffins.
I opted for the Muffins because there was 6, however, I would have
preferred seven.
I went for a slurpee, oh thank heaven.
Got home and did some laundry, and then sat on a chair
2 hours later I go to the kitchen to realize I forgot my slurpee was
there.
It had melted Purple and Pepsi
A cry came over me.
A soup in a cup.
I poured it down the drain, bottoms up.
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I guess its more like a cup of my day, rather than a slice. Either way I would still consider the cup half full, slurpee or not.
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