Every Now and Then

Two years a-rhyming,
With irregular timing.

Up
Drive
Work
Eat
Work
Drive
Home
Eat
Look
Then
Bed
Sleep
Start
Again
Repeat

O good God, and yes, I know I shouldn’t,
Be wishing my life away!
But can you press that fast forward button,
And make it March today?

Buttons, on life’s coats are we.
Cushioned..?
We are, totally.

Gloopy, gloomy,
Not much roomy.
All enclosing
Walls, half dozing.

The grasp of its, cold hands,
Receding.
Winter is just, a bad guest
Leaving.

Well, they say
A change, is as good as a rest.
To feel a bit strange,
A break is best.

We know,
The cost,
Of snow,
And frost.
And what,
We know,
What’s lost,
Ain’t so.

New year’s eve, an incredible blue moon,
And it’s also eclipsed..!
We’ve got to believe, it’s a sign, soon
Better times will exist..!

A last chance,
A new start.
So act fast,
And take heart.

Thoughts of the pain, for ages, meant it’s,
Almost like, a reverse trip to the dentist.

It’s all too much,
Too much to bloody take in!
Laugh, cry or just,
Stick a wooden stake in!

Half the country is barmy,
The other half damned.
Where the hell is the army?
Where the hell is the plan?

A quarter of a million they,
On strike.
Not all on the picket lark,
Not quite.
Today was just a family day,
We like.
Irish people tend to bark,
Not bite.

Streets are rivers, rivers are burst,
Cork and Galway are hit the worst.
Houses are islands, fields are lakes,
Hope it stops raining, for all our sakes.

Volleyball beats us…
Mother of Jesus!
Even in volleyball,
That would’ve been a foul!