Just like Seinfeld boasts, this ode's about nothing
No learning, no hugging, naught slightest of something
But hey if you've nothing that's better to do
You're here now so go on and give it a view...
Perhaps you're like me and just sitting around
Trying to come up with something profound
It’s winter outside which is par for the course
I am fighting a cold so my voice is quite hoarse
I’m eating a sandwich of butter and cheese
Just because it was a thing made with ease
My faithful dog Yoshi is sitting with me
I gave her some carrot so happy she be
I did some light housework, my chore for the day
All done before noon ‘cause I like it that way
I’m sipping some water, I like it ice cold
I might have a nap ‘cause let’s face it, I’m old
I am pausing at typing, can’t think what comes next
Yes, batteries changed in the clock by my desk
I’m still feeling peckish, what more can I eat?
I rifle through shelves on the hunt for a treat
I should wrap this thing up, though I still could go on
And trust me, some poems of mine have been long!
But I’m quite satisfied that this poem is done
To be honest, composing this one was such fun!
It’s pure stream of consciousness written in rhyme
And I hope in its reading you had a good time!