You stub your damn toe..And your hair just wont cooperate The brush pulls your hair...So you challenge it to a duel When it hits the wall, it knows who's boss NO, your not a fool Your kid starts screeching At a frequency only dogs can hear Mean while, your darling hubby sits on the couch guzzling another beer The sound of his snoring...Booms against the walls He smacks his food in your ear....And you dream of kicking him in the balls
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Behold, your favorite jeans...More valuable than the most attentive lover As you try to squeeze into them you realize Ohh, People are gonna suffer Stomping around the house,Picking up after each and every slob Mumbling something to the tune of..Fuck, I don't even get payed for this job Your kid wants something to drink...Your busy but of course,the man has fled.. You stomp into the kitchen And the cabinet door hits you in the head After you've done the only logical thing And assaulted the cabinet back You start ranting to your husband.. " I'm so sick of your crap!!! " He trys to defend himself..But to no avail In the fury of your gaze He realizes.. his chest, he doesn't want you to IMPALE |
He's seen the demons That saying " you have pms" can evoke Instead, he puts two little pills on the counter And goes outside for a smoke You pace around the kitchen...no one around at which to bitch You look at the vile pills And your eye begins to twitch You swallow them down..And cuss a little more. Half an hour later... Your havin sex on the living room floor For a few more hours...Your giddy and happy, ofcourse But even Extra-strength Midol.... cannot evade the force Its time to take the pills again And this time you donot resist You'll do it to please those around you But, there's something to which you must insist "Fine I'll take them", you say "But i will never confess!!!!! This is done to shut you up dear man Because, Godamnit!! I do not have PMS!!!" |