I Wrote a Good Omelet

I wrote a good omelet... and ate
a hot poem... after loving you

Buttoned my car... and drove my
coat home... in the rain...
after loving you

I goed on red... and stopped on
green... floating somewhere in between...
being here and being there...
after loving you

I rolled my bed... turned down
my hair... slightly
confused but... I don't care...

Laid out my teeth... and gargled my
gown... then I stood
...and laid me down...
To sleep...
after loving you