Chaos at no 37 ..

Where DID l put my other shoe.
It got flung off as l came through the door, last night l was bit squiffy,
bloody hell, it's 7.50 ..

I must set off, run to work or else it's trouble from that jerk, who think he's got a management post, but they eat him up, like a bit of toast.

Where DID l leave that front door key
did l put it on the table, oh deary me.
I'll try the pocket of my coat
Where did l drop that, now, this is no joke.

It's rainin' heavy, did l have a wee umbrella
in the cupboard, there, no? I'm such a silly fella.
If l grab a poly bag, it will mess up aw ma hair,
maybe l will have to call a cab to come an' take me there.
cos a canny finda bus pass now, what a carry on,
as l hurry to the street, l see the bus and taxi's gone.

Oh boy, now l forgot my phone.
Do l risk the run back to my house, to see where it lies on.
What's that noise? Ringing phone is there. Good, now l just have to worry bout my soaking, wet hair.

Why can't l be like Anthea Turner ..