oh the joy you bring
oh the summer flings
oh something something
words cannot express
oh the way you stress
over the way you dress
oh such a mess
always in brown
oh though i sometimes frown
and i watch you drown
you’re always around
you bring me pain
as you make time slow as i wait
or make time stretch as your weight
causes my temple to deflate
and then i shall contemplate
should i have turned on the fan?
