As I woke up and thought to myself this beautiful morning,
I know this day will never be boring.
So I looked for my coffee cup,
reached in the dishwasher,
I felt something on the handle
& it was a sticker.
Wait, it's not a sticker,
it's half washed away,
it was the fricken bandaid,
that I put on my daughters bloody toe yesterday.
So I pulled the bandaid off,
all clean now, not icky,
It could totally be used again if it was still sticky.
I sat down to watch the news,
and oh to my dismay,
there was a bandaid stuck to the tv tray.
So I lay on the hard floor to scrape it off,
and I saw a bandaid on the side of the xbox.
AND right next to the crumbs on the floor,
was a bandaid stuck to the play store.
As I ran to get the GONE goo,
I felt something stuck to my shoe.
Another bandaid with glitter and a happy face,
and I thought, "are these bandaids all over the place"?
As I was cleaning,
I could only shrug,
there was a spiderman bandaid,
stuck to the rug.
The vacuum won't pick that up,
I'll have to use a razor blade.
The baby was bawling and crying,
so I check on her in the crib,
and I'm not lying,
there was a bandaid stuck on her bib.
This is just the start,
will this day ever be over?
Go to feed the dog, and there's a bandaid on Rover.
I finally go to brush my teeth and gums,
Oh no, this is the last straw,
a bandaid stuck to the bottle of Tums.
Bandaids, bandaids everywhere,
I lay my head down on my pillow,
and I think I have a pokemon bandaid in my hair.