IS IT FRIDAY 13TH or . . . ?

My kettle this morning gave up the ghost,

My grill isn’t working and we couldn’t have toast.

     My sweeper stopped working.  There’s dust on my floor,

     And when I put out my washing, it started to pour.


The drain is now blocked and the smell is atrocious

And even my sweet tempered dog’s now ferocious – grrr!

     The freezer’s packed up and my ice cream’s all runny!

     Oh, please stop your laughing – it’s not very funny!


The toilet’s not working and the electric is off.

I have a sore throat and developed a COUGH!!

     The news on the tele made me sit down and weep.

     But I thankfully awoke from this nightmarish sleep.



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