Nothing Happened

I was tired when I woke up and that didn’t change a thing.

Someone spilled milk in the kitchen, it was me; not gonna sing.

All quiet at the library except the drunks and druggies lied.

They are lined up on the sidewalk and scream at who’s inside.

I’m not saying much these days; keeping my head on right and low.

My keys still work on my front door and that’s where I’m going to go.

Dennis Mantin

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