Lightning flashes and thunder rumbles
It has rained for seven days and nights
I wish I could sleep but my tummy grumbles
I get up. My face illuminated by the fridge’s lights
Reaching hungrily inside my hand slightly fumbles
Knocking over the glass ketchup bottle onto my toe.
CRAAACK! BOOOOM! Out went the lights!
Closing the fridge I forget the ketchup bottle…uh oh.
I slip, flailing with all my might.
SMACK! Face to floor. I’ve hit the ultimate low.
I groan, getting up to search for a flashlight
Hit the back of my head on the counter top
“Damn it!” I curse the counter out of spite
Walking along the wall and trip over the mop
I sigh tiredly this just isn’t my night.
Once again searching for a flashlight.
Too dark to see what lies ahead
Fizzle, buzz, hum. On came the light
I realize now I should of stayed in bed
Walk into my room, and trip over the flashlight.
