Magic Carpet Rug

Oh my, what a morning
Rugs warmer than a hug from a loved one
Paper towel and some time to think
What a morning to walk on the rug

Standing outside in the smoke
Under a tree technology cannot identify
She’s working, letting her work it
Focus and a smile
Do what’s needed, get what she wants
Focused with a smile

Oh my, what a morning
Bag’s brighter than a drag off a lit cig
Take the trash out and some tea to drink
What a morning to walk the dog

I won’t buy you gas
I will fill your tank
You won’t change my mind
Take that to the bank

You can point at him
You can’t look at you
I will speak my mind
That was a weak coup

T-boned blockheads
and a morning with a dog