Mischievious Little Sh!t

I went to bed last night
everything was fine,
I woke up this morning
I couldn't believe my eyes.

My hair was dyed green
a slipper was in the sink,
when I get a hold of that leprechaun
he's going to pay, the little fink.

My cat was on
the kitchen ceiling fan,
my dog was stuck
inside my trash can.

He had put my underwear
in the toilet,
he's going to get it soon
the mischievious little sh!t.

He put shampoo
in the hairspray,
and my deodorant was
in a dirty ashtray.

Today I won't be
drinking any green beers,
I had just found
cotton balls in my ears.

I went running after him
he slammed the door in my face,
he's going to get it bad
he's got paper thrown all over the place.

He put some bacon grease
all over my stairs,
this mischievious little sh!t
makes me feel like pulling out my hair.

He hid under the bathroom sink
to hide away from me,
I wish he would just get lost
and let me be.

I grabbed hold of him
and wrung his little neck,
he won't do this next year
that's a sure bet.

Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Mar.17/2005

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