Give Us This Day Our Daily Angst

Just quit nagging ‘bout my time in the loo Or I’ll deck you with that weird platform shoe Yes, I like to read there, it’s the only quiet place And the “scenery” is better than that look upon your face Instead of complaining, make me some breakfast Heaven knows why my heart you once possessed Lord, what will this evening have in store You think I’m gonna watch that chick flick once more I’ve a better idea; the guys will be here soon If you reveal my poker hand, I’ll send you to the moon So warm up some treats and send the kids packin’ It’s bottle-by-bottle the booze I’ll be stackin’ Give me a break and take off that frilly dress By the time the game’s over, the house will be a mess And it’s all yours to clean, my ever-loving spouse If the house isn’t tidy, you’ll hear me grouse So take a load off now, while you still can That load you carry needs a moving van If you find me ill-tempered, then just take a hint Bounce out that door with the pace of a sprint *Written April 29, 2014