Expectations
She says sit like a lady
but has rules against chairs.
Here's six hours of reading,
I'm sure you have time to spare.
Here's a screwdriver and wood
now give me boat.
There is a list of to-do's,
its the ten-paged note.
Has is ever occured
to those who command
that the clock on the wall
has only two hands?
But time is the question,
that is a gift.
It is our expectations
that are slightly adrift.
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