Every day can’t be a good day. I know that, but….
When it rains it pours and last week I had a storm.
I’m really glad that what I had was not the usual norm.
First I locked up my desk top–I mean locked it up tight.
Had to take it to town and let the man make it right.
(He chuckled because it was my fault.)
Then before I could use it some guy in a truck
Drove off the road–hit a pole–of all the bad luck.
Now I’ve got no power–I’m left in the dark.
My computer works but my lights don’t.
Ken first off, never an I mean never say “what next?” Because saying this mean you can handle more and god never gives us any more then we can hande so instead say “ok I’ve had enough”, well non the less all the ill fate let you write a cute poem and most likely caused a smile for saomeone who needed it 
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