A Few of My Suckiest Things With Apologies To Julie Andrews

Stubbing my toeses and whiskers on women Stepping on nettles and by a swarm of bees bitten Bounded like hostages tied up with strings These are a few of my suckiest things White collared phonies and bills piled in oodles Bad smells and poop felled from schnauzers and poodles Old geezers who cry when the old swooner sings These are a few of my suckiest things News from the presses with more stock value slashes Cornflakes that grow soggy when in the milk splashes Little wood splinters that felt like a sting These are a few of my suckiest things When the moon lights When the glee sings When I’m feeling glad I stumble upon one of my suckiest things And everything turns bad << REPEAT >>