The syringe had sucked it up
My fits of pain disappeared
The only thing left in my mind
Was sounding the Bert alert

The Copic ink dried away
I might try another day
Tonight’s dinner tasted like rust
With some fecal coliform

The drain in the tub is clogged
Bathroom walls, covered in mold
An overpowering stench of
Urine wafts from the toilet

Today’s breakfast is pancakes
With rotten eggs, sour milk
We have rancid bacon dusted
With expired cane sugar

The syringe had sucked it up
My fits of pain disappeared
The only thing left in my mind
Was sounding the Bert alert

The Copic ink dried away
I might try another day
Tonight’s dinner tasted like rust
With some fecal coliform