Oh Crap! Its raining outside.
Now I can't exercise on a lovely walk.
I'll run back inside, and I will hide.
Me and my potato chips will talk.
I'll eat any thing!
From pills to cows.
This is written by a poem king.
So bring in the wows.
WHAT?! You callin' me fat.
Well that is not what your mom said!
Who am I kidding?! I can't do that!
Its raining outside so I'll get some porkchops and lay in the bed.
Now I can't exercise on a lovely walk.
I'll run back inside, and I will hide.
Me and my potato chips will talk.
I'll eat any thing!
From pills to cows.
This is written by a poem king.
So bring in the wows.
WHAT?! You callin' me fat.
Well that is not what your mom said!
Who am I kidding?! I can't do that!
Its raining outside so I'll get some porkchops and lay in the bed.