A Rattling Rhyme
Life’s moving too fast
house is trashed
Football, cheerleading, band
carpooling all over the land
From here to there and everywhere
look at the roots in my hair
Never get it curled
seems like it’s all a blur
Guess what I overheard
doesn’t matter anyway
I’m in a rush today
Gotta fill the car
tonight’s “Dancing with the Stars”
He’s at the bar
making extra dough
season’s here you know
Did I flip the clothes
Who knows
Need my rainbow and pot of gold
Is that how your story goes?
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