Teenage Blues

My whinny,crabby, hungry teen Your stinky,spoiled and quite mean You want, you need, you have to have The latest,newest, modern fad Your greasy, grimy, hands smear My wall, light switches, and the mirror Empty snack bags,with sweet and sour Create tall,extensive buildings that tower Your messy,your dirty,in need of a shower Please make it quick,not loiter an hour Your smelly,nasty, disgusting shoes Are slowly poisoning every room Even with big mouth,rolling eyes and sighs I would not trade you, I surmise