Paul Burke, Would you mind if I changed just ONE word of your poem??? actually, just two letters....

Ok, here it is:

Two days on the wagon,
But I'm still rollin' along,
Uncounted steps are after me,
They're whisperin' "just think one two three"
But I'm singin' a happy song:

Five eight three two seven four nine,
Every step I take is mine,
A new road I've never walked before
from the bedroom to...

the bathroom floor.

wink!

GfS