Crappy Day

Ya get up outta bed
Pick what to wear
Brush your teeth
In the mirror you stare

Get the kids moving
Whining all the way
This is just the start 
Of my crappy day

Trip over the dog
Run into the wall
Stub your big toe
Swollen and all

Run out of hot water
Shampoo in your hair
The cat pees on
What you were suppose to wear

Get to the truck
A flat tire no less
Dig out the jack
Now, black on my dress

On the highway
Listening to some pop
Pretty lights behind me
It's a cop

Bat my eyelashes
He let's me walk
Get to work late
Here comes the boss for a talk

It's only 8 in the morning
I'm ready for a nap
The rest of the day
Was the same 'ol crap!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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