Good Morning America

Morning has broken and the stars now rest,

But the day-star smiles from the eastern sky;

Drew grass shines like diamonds at their best;

Tidy room, open window see birds fly.

 

Pull those drapes with the wand, comb hair, get dress;

Morning is here, new day will soon past by;

Time to implement plan Marie Celeste;

Prepare green salad and fish-cakes deep fry.

 

Say good-morning to neighbors and be bless;

Hustle and bustle, hang clothes out to dry;

Military coup, Egyptians protest;

Stop bloodshed, or else people more will die.

 

It is morning and insects I detest;

Looking for mischief, the internet spy;

Whistle-blowers suddenly fan unrest;

Breaking oaths, stealing files; that I decry;

 

Bradley Managing high heels, she confessed

To the Judge, sitting on the bench so high;

She plus he, in jail wearing Sunday best;

Mascara above and below each eye.

 

© Paterika Hengreaves

(August 22, 2013)