I was asleep all morning
In my dreams, lousy and yawning
It felt kind of soothing
With the gallons of saliva I was drooling
Maybe I was a fool…
To me if was cool.
The best happening all through my week
You could ask yourself, “What’s wrong with this geek?”
If only you knew, if only you felt
You could know…with what case I dealt
Oh! I’ve messed twice in a row
The food is burnt, that I know.
It happens quite often…
Let alone cooking it half rotten
My tummy hearts all night
I strike pauses like the queen’s knight
Have I showered…the question comes slowly
Sorry folks, that’s Mr. lonely.