Oh woe is me, for this I see,
How bad can things really be
Each morning when I wake
A new day for goodness sake
What can go wrong is what I think
I go make coffee and take a drink
The water was added and the filter in
Forgetting the grounds should be a sin
Later on my lawn needs to be mowed
Thats what happens when grass is sowed
Where can my worker be I do declare
She said she would come, she would be there
So now the grass is almost one foot high
Its growing so fast, I want to cry
So I will find a new one that will mow
You all can guess what happens now
Hes half way done, I hear a big sound
No more mower, its broke I'll be bound.
So woe is me for this I see.
Having a yard is really not for me.
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