Fixing Everything

by reginadee2014

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Fixing Everything

Regina Puckett

 

Excuse me as I climb this mountain

I can no longer play in life’s fountain

There’s just too much work for me to do

I have to reach the top and paint the sky blue

It’s my job to make certain the clouds release their rain

It’s my job to fix the earth’s rotation and wipe out all pain

What would the world do without me cleaning up its mess

And how on earth would society continue if I didn’t always say yes

What? I can’t hear what you’re saying from my lofty mountaintop.

Surely you didn’t say the world didn’t need me, so I could stop.

I’ll do just a little bit more of my fixing everything

Before I sit next to you on your porch swing.

 

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