By Earl Chinnici
(Sometimes I write parodies.)
Photo by Trina Snow (cropped for this article)
I walked into the kitchen
like I was walking off last night’s drunk.
The cat strategically tripped me with her paw.
The dishwater really stunk.
I had one eye out of focus, and
the other on the cat.
And, all the while I dreamed of two cups of coffee…
TWO CUPS OF COFFEE, AND…
Such a pain.
Guess I’ll have to brew another pot.
Such a pain!
I bet you think I’m making this all up!
All up!
I’m not!
Oh, I’d started pouring very slow…
as I said, half asleep
Well, I said like walking off last night’s drunk.
But I was really just half asleep.
But any ol’ way, there the thing was.
And staring back at me.
I screamed aloud at the fly in my coffee.
FLY IN MY COFFEE, AND…
Such a pain.
Guess I’ll have to brew another pot.
Such a pain!
I bet you think I’m making this all up!
All up!
I’m not!
I’m not!
(decent instrumental)
I screamed aloud at the fly in my coffee…
FLY IN MY COFFEE, AND…
(repeat chorus)
(repeat some other stuff)
(another great instrumental)
(repeat chorus again)
(fade)
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