I am moving to Legoland
At least that's what I told my little niece
When I talked to her on the phone
Early this morning
She did not believe me
I told her that they are building me
a lego castle and that she can come visit
And that my other niece, her cousin,
Will be visiting me
And we will eat crumpets and drink tea
And put on our own talk show
called Good Morning America
Anyway. The first niece was unimpressed.
I realize this poem does not rhyme
But I am strapped for time
It's October 15th
And being a professional procrastinator
I filed an extension
And taxes are due today
So, if you could please put your hands together
And pray for me
(The reason I was chatting with my niece
When I should have been doing my taxes
Is cuz my dad is at my niece’s home right now
And I called him because
he is an accountant
And I need help, you see)
Roses are red
The sky is blue
I kinda freak out
When taxes are due
