The Alternate Energy Cookbook

I wish for bright sunny days,
On cold winter afternoons;
Coffee and Tea to drink,
with marmalade I think;

People who work well,
don't worry about how to sell,
The pink slip is just a bell,
A wake up call you may say,
To get out of your shell;

These days I am thinking,
Of getting myself a ferrari albeit in red color;
Two plus two in my life is never four,
There is many a slip before the cup reaches the lip;

Days they seldom are long,
They are like the woman wearing a thong,
As I sit to serenade you with a song,
On beaches that seem to play on and on;