Days like today are never worth
the work of getting up.
My hair’s a mess
no comb can cure.
One horn goes
everywhere but right.
How can I bully cows around
when I am such a sight?
I know the herd is giggling
when my big back is turned.
Today is shit,
I’ll just give up
and go out for a beer.
published in Medusa's Kitchen
Ha! Again, wonderful tone...seaminglessly done, and endearinng.🙄