Lack of inspiration for a real post has led me to write this . . .

Oh, the weather outside is frightful.
I'm not feelin' real insightful.
I think I'd like to stay in bed
With a book
And a mug
Of cocoa.

When it finally turns to night
And all the kids are sleep in their beds
I finally have a chance
To get all my crafts and work done.

But the softness of my pillow
Is lookin' real inviting
And my book is callin' to me.
Read me now,
Read me now,
Read me now!