My old sofa wouldn't fit through my new door
My new lamp has a three-way switch and drops three-way discs of light next to me on the floor
My window's open so I can smell the neighbors I can't see
They cook with spices across the alley
Pull up a chair, 6:15
Here's my new mystery
Here's my new work
Here's my new shirt
I'll have to forgive me, I've got so much to do
And you'll have to forgive me when I talk like there's someone else in the room.