Crap Song

Sitting on a bed of nails, being an imposter Hurting like you think it should, eating too much pasta Waiting in the ticket queue, ready with my dollars Now and then I take a few, spend it on some collars This is such a nonsense song, shouldn’t waste my ink on But it counts as one more try, even though it’s stinking Now I write into the night, cannot get to bed now Dog and cat are crying out, time for getting fed chow Dog is biting on my leg, wants me to stop singing Cat is scratching at his ears, ready to be springing Elephant is in the room, cannot just ignore it Major piece of garbage here, beginning to abhor it