The Muffin Man

Apple Muffin
Apparently I'm the Muffin Man
I don't live on Drury Lane
But when faced with mounds of baked goods
I choose the muffin, over and over again

Apparently I'm the Muffin Man
I'm not a fan of change
So when there are no muffins
It messes with my brain

I know that I'm the Muffin Man
And what you might not see
I find a comfort in consistency
That soothes my anxiety

Life’s gift

No morals
No sense of right or wrong
No concept of race
No religion
No beliefs of any kind
No team or tribe
No favourite colour (mine is green)
No spelling for colo(u)r
No love
No hate
No pride
No prejudice
No expectations or aspirations

Just life for the living.