Crap Song

Sitting on a bed of nails, being an imposter
Hurting like you think it should, eating too much pasta

Waiting in the ticket queue, ready with my dollars
Now and then I take a few, spend it on some collars

This is such a nonsense song, shouldn’t waste my ink on
But it counts as one more try, even though it’s stinking

Now I write into the night, cannot get to bed now
Dog and cat are crying out, time for getting fed chow

Dog is biting on my leg, wants me to stop singing
Cat is scratching at his ears, ready to be springing

Elephant is in the room, cannot just ignore it
Major piece of garbage here, beginning to abhor it

Roger D. Linder: FAWM 2022
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