It is breath-takingly awful to see your mouth open and close.
The sound that it makes is equally vile and wretched to hear.
Up and down the house constant day and night you do complain,
About any and all of the petty probelms you keep in your brain.
Like a drowsy slug you shuffle about the house
Poorly commenting on politics you no nothing of
It's more bullshit than my bowels dare to move.
Silence yourself, we don't care about trivial issues
We have actual problems and woes to live with.
Wail to your mother, the lady who bore you
Because we're all done, we're simply bored with you.
Created: Aug 06, 2012LittleBogey Document Media