One Big Grump
Finally I come home from work
With my 6 obnoxious companions
But what is this I see?
My bed is made
My home is clean
Oh goodness, we've been robbed
What a wonderful way to be greeted
Although, a rather odd intruder
Why clean our mess?
No matter
Now I can go to sleep
What is this awful noise?
I guess I must stay awake
There is a woman in our home
How vile
With her snow white skin
And jet black hair
At least she tidied our home
Now she must leave
Her terrible singing cannot stay
I will never rest
With this deceitful stranger
Although she may be of use
As I have done no chores
Maybe she shall stay
And take care of us
But I do not trust her
For women are dishonest
But until she is despicable
She may remain
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