Sunday, April 13, 2008

Poor me!

(to the tune of Why Does The Sun Go On Shining)

Why does my stomach go on rumbling?
Where is my dinner, mummy?
Don't they know that I'm really hungry
Cause they don't feed me anymore

Why is my life so pathetic?
Why do I see stars above?
Don't they know that I'm really giddy
Cause they forget to feed me

I wake up in the morning and I wonder
When will I get my meals in time?
I have to work, oh, I have to work
To get my dinner on time

Why does my heart go on beating
Why do these eyes of mine cry
Don't they know that I'm really hungry
I need to eat a lot like them

I am only a 19+ month old baby, I not only have to do everything by myself, I even have to work for my meals. Sob..sob...
I have to clean the table
The food is here and I don't get to eat (I'm like Cinderella)
Mummy said I didn't clean the table clean enough
Sob...sob.... I'm born into the wrong family. Why?Why?Why?Why I so cham??
Shucks! I'm hungry like a cow now. I better clean the table again. If not, I really don't know when I'll get my next meal
Yes! Yes! Yes! Finally I see the nod from mummy

Oohh........... (work so hard and I only get fries?? Better don't complain otherwise nothing for me next time)

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