The Pet

I really went down a dark road on this one, so apologies if anyone is out there

Born on this world of life
Born in this world of strife
I asked my parents for a pet
They always said, “Not just yet!”

Grew up without a dog
Grew up without a cat
Until one day I threw a fit
So they brought me home a lump of shit

It’s the perfect toy
for every girl and boy
I really do enjoy it
My Lump of shit

There at show and tell
There they disliked the smell
But I didn’t care- it was all mine
I’d keep it with me all the time

Now when I get depressed
Now when I feel upset
I look at it upon the self
It always reminds me of myself

It’s the perfect toy
for every girl and boy
I really do enjoy it
My Lump of shit

My Lump of shit

My Lump of shit

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