The ordinary diary of a maniac to rhyme
10 am - I barely woke up and my mind was already alert to rhyme.
What a crime.
I said shut up.
But she still wanted catch up.
Stop to do this stupid thing, but she
(I like to think that my mind is a smart girl)
but she is definitely just someone that twirl.
11 am - I was brushing my teeth, and was a relief, when I saw my cat. She was lost since Monday. And today is Sunday. She seems exactly like a bat. I like to call her BatCat.
1 pm - Time to lunch.
I cooked potatoes and beans
and it seems
I hate vegetable.
She has white paws like gloves.
Today is my day off
but I am sick, coff, coff.
3 pm - I took a cough syrup and it makes me sleep again
but it is time to gym, and you know: no pain no gain, so lets go.
5 pm - I am
She, he, it is
I was studying grammar
because is not easy rhyming
There is no glamour
Just hard work
and I know I am a jerk.
But after all I love my life, my routine, my bean, BatCat, even the vaccine
that I had to take for this flu
and that glass of rum
that is better than medicine
My grandma always said: took honey, honey
I spent a lot of money
and honey really works.
I am who I am, folks:
an ordinary person living an ordinary life, who really love rhymes,
because only whom
rhymes can see
how beautiful every word can be.
1 am - time to go bed
not so bad
every day is something like this ordinary show
about 5 am - I was dreaming
and for a little breath of time
I stopped to rhyme
Dreams can be really crazy, eh.