Homage to MYYY hip

Do you know the muffin man.
I sure do he gave me two great muffins
sweeeeeet chocolate
on both hips
Some call them handles, but where's the teapot
you hold me tight, then let me go
'Cause I'm too hot just so you know

THERE'S A HOLE IN MY SIDEWALK: Autobiography in five short chapters

THERE'S A HOLE IN MY SIDEWALK
By: Portia Nelson

I
I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in my sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost...I am helpless.
It takes forever to find a way out.

II
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don't see it.
I fall in again.
I can't believe I am in this same place.
But it isn't my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.

III
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in my sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in...it's a habit...but,
my eyes are open.
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.

IV
I walk down the same street.
There is a hole in my sidewalk.
I walk around it.

V
I walk down another street.