Black coffee

Those winter midweek mornings
It’s another gloomy day 
A cup of strong black coffee
Keeps those Monday blues away
You peek out through the curtains 
Rain dominates the view
You know that drizzly fine stuff
The sort that soaks you through
You make your way to downstairs 
The house is barely lit 
You trip on things left on the stairs 
Go arse right over tit ..
You have to skip your breakfast 
Only time to make a brew 
Because you snoozed it five times
When you should of snoozed it two
The windscreen on the car is froze
The empty fuel light’s on
You should of filled up yesterday 
Too busy having fun 
Radio plays the Morning news
Like the weather it’s so bleak 
In British style you force a smile
And crack on through the week