OOPS! I did it again
OOPS! Good grief! I did it again.
I opened my mouth and put my foot in.
I jumbled my words; they came out all wrong.
The silence that followed seemed a little too long.
After a soft Oh, I knew then what I'd said
I could see, in the mirror, my face turning red.
If I would just think, before I speak out.
I would say what it was I was thinking about.
I knew well what it was that I wanted to say.
But that's not what came out that fateful day.
Do you have those days when nothing goes right,
From the time you get up until way late at night?
When you crawl into bed, you're hoping, it seems,
You'll wake up to find it was only a dream.
There are those days, when in my chagrin,
I say, OOPS! Good grief! I did it again.
© 1999, Jerry Ham