Think "I Wanna Be Sedated" by the Ramones

I'm feeling kind of yucky

But I think it's in my head

My house is a disaster

I just want to go to bed

I'm waiting for another kid

To throw up in a towel

But I think that if that happens

I might just have to howl

I should be getting ready

For school tomorrow morn

But instead I'm on this website

Writing nonsense, so forlorn

There are dishes on the counter

And luggage still unpacked

The laundry's coming out

Into my kitchen to attack

I wish that I could close my eyes

And make it disappear

But that's just not the way it goes

And so I'll shed some tears

And then I have to go unload

Clean dishes so that I

Can load up all the dirty ones

And wipe the counters dry

I really should sweep up the mud

Collecting near the door

It makes the entry look so gross

And somehow covers all my floor

I want so much to have it clean

But just can't get it right

And now it's late and all I want

Is to scream,"GOOD NIGHT!"

"Oh, no, no, no, no, no..."

Comments

[Chris Larimer]

How about: "Chunks blow blow blow blow blow!!!!"

[Christina]

Oh, that makes me want to hurl!