They wake up emotionless every morning, guess who,
You don't speak to them until spoken to,
Your right, The Complainer Boo.
Their always right even when wrong, guess who,
that one across the table criticizing you,
your right ,The Complainer Boo.
Nothing pleases them at least for long, guess who,
boredom sets in and the world is wrong,
your right, The Complainer Boo.
Don't think you can change them it will never work,
Just consider your life has a little Quirk....
Copyright © Christine Vancooney | Year Posted 2006
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