Woe Is Me….

sick man

I’ve been out and I’ve been in, yacking up, that little one’s a sin.

A day here and a day there, why should anyone care?

I love all my kids, I’d like just one more,

But I’m a little afraid that they’ll even the score.

Old men included, with tickers gone bad,

What’s going on? It’s nothing but sad.

The doctor he says “You need to be come in,”

But the chances of that, they look pretty slim.

I’m now to afraid, I won’t dial the phone, what will then happen if I choose to stay home?

What do we do? Why should we care?

It’s really just stupid and completely not fair.

So come here we will, with fear in our hearts,

To teach all those  lessons and get those kids smart.

So damn that lame ticker, that’s enough about us,

Just be here each day or its under the bus!

 

 

 

 

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