You would think
I had just asked them
To cut off their arms
With all the
Moaning and groaning
Going on around here
Sick of my own voice
Repeating the same thing
Twenty times over
No wonder
I’m a growling bear
By the time
They decide to
Finish their chores
God knows
If it’s worth the bother
Especially when
They’re all huggy-feely
So soon afterward
And seemingly oblivious
To my frustrated state of mind
I need a nap
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