Not Very Merry-go-round
Pick it up, Put it down, Put the thing away. The never ending cycle, Of my woman type day. Wipe it up, Dry it down, Never time to play. I do my daily chores, But I never get a say. Pick it up, Put it down, Put it away again. A worry for a woman, And never that of men. Wipe it up, Dry it down, And when you turn around, A mess again, another day, On the cleaning Merry-go-round. Pick it up , Put it down , Now I'm very tired . I am the maid although I don't remember being hired . Wipe it up Put it down , This is a cry for help . He simply doesn't have the time He's busy with himself . Pick it down ' Dry it up ' Maybe he is trying - He says that he forgot and I hope he isn't lying Pick it up ! Put it down ! put the thing away ! He left the toilet paper roll Empty again today ! Up it wipes !!? Down it dries !?!! I think I've lost my mind !!! I tell him this he says he thinks That I should be more kind ::: Down it picks ( Up it's put ) And yet another fight # Why can he not comprehend ¿ This treatment isn't right ‽!; Get fed up, Put him down, Now I'm filled with hate. Say you're sorry, you'll do your part, but now it is too late.
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