I hate it when the weather forecast says today's a bore,
My hyperness comes to a stop, I drop dead on the floor,
I do not wish to live a happy life anymore,
All I wish to do is go to sleep and to snore.
I wake up at the break of dawn,
And all I do is take a big yawn,
My brain is always off, not on,
I think I live in Babylon.
Oh, somebody please help me out,
I don't want to be the odd man out,
I'm lost, of that there is no doubt,
I don't seem to follow my life's route.
See, this bored disease is most curable,
Though the time you have it for doesn't seem endurable!
So on a boring day, go to the doctor's for a checkup,
And make sure the boringness gets all washed up!
To escape from Boring Boredomville,
You need no syrup, powder, pill!
There's one thing that you need, just ONE!
You need to have a lot of FUN!
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