Love really does suck,
And feelings do to.
There's so many more,
Better things I could do.
I could catch a fish,
Or pretend I'm dead.
I could smell my socks,
Or make my bed.
I could fry an egg,
Or eat a squid.
I could knit a scarf,
Or blow my lid.
I could stub my toe,
Or set a table.
I could scratch a bite,
Or sing a fable.
I could go to school,
Or better yet
I could study hard,
And pass I'll bet.
I could clean some toilets,
Or wash a sink.
I could tie my shoe,
Or eat some zinc.
I could pass some gas,
Or watch the time.
I could stay the night,
Or eat a lime.
I could spill some ink,
Or pluck a chicken.
I could sweep the floor,
Or take a lickin'.
I could learn to snore,
Or better yet
I could play the fiddle
With my nose I bet!
The only thing true,
Is my rotten luck,
And the saying that says,
"Love really does suck".