Pepped out, man
Not a bit of energy left to give.
That blue sky and cool breeze
Took my last bit of interest
In this long week away.
So now I think,
Make a run?
Pass and go to the game?
Forget both and just hang?
I think I’ll tap out
Because this couch is me
Einstein is tight
And I think I’ve given all I can
This week.
