About what, I haven't a clue.
My coffee is nearing completion...
I have a job or two to do.
Vacuum and dust for my Grandma.
Maybe clean the bathroom for us.
Supper prep is in my purview.
So I really have no time to sit and rust.
"Messiah" practice is tonight...
Handel was a master.
Singing is a joy,
Even though my alto is not so bright.
My attempts at poetry...
well, we'll just not call them rhymes.