Just One More Thing
The tv is turned on
Oh so loud
The dog is barking
Trying to fit in
Someone turned the radio on
So they could dance
While cooking
Mac and cheese in the microwave
Storms are coming
So thunder booms at random
Causing the bird
To squawk and shriek
Too much chaos
No way to edge in
To get a grip
To get the morning moving
Under control
Then, someone’s knocking
All attention bursts
The mail’s here
Oh yeah
Of course