This morning is so foggy,

My cereal has gone soggy.

The tap is leaking,

The floor keeps creaking.

I see a crooked curtain rod

And wish my thoughts would stop.

Such gloomy awful weather,

The pasta clumps together.

The light is flickering,

And I'm just shivering.

Oh, someone tuck me in —

My blanket is so thin.

The door will not shut properly.

No one will fix it, probably.

The dust has settled. That is all.

And I'm right up against the wall.

So I have nothing left to say.

This foggy morning rules my day.