Yesterday, Shmesterday

Yesterday, I had only two minutes of hot water.

And, speaking of hot water,

My fish, Rover, croaked.

And, speaking of croaking,

My throat was very, very

Sore.


Yesterday, the weather was too crappy to walk the dogs.

And, speaking of crappiness,

I had to flush him,

By him, I mean Rover;

He spun wide-eyed in the bowl,

Dead.


Yesterday, there was nothing in the fridge that sounded good,

To eat, I mean — to snack on,

to make for breakfast,

Or lunchtime, or supper —

My nachos were no bueno,

Sick.


But, this was all yesterday,

And today is,

Well...

Today.

Yesterday is shmesterday.