Mum won't get out of bed
She says she will
But she won't
And can I bring her juice
And can I fluff her pillow
And can I entertain you?
So I need to be entertaining
Do you want to play guillotine?
No?
All right then
Do you want to play corporate espionage?
No?
All right then
Do you want to cover all the jars in paper
Then mix 'em up and eat things out of them blind-folded?
No?
Fine, enjoy yourself then
"I cannot amuse those who are not bold"
Tori Amos said that
Right before she shot herself
She did though
It was in the news
It happened right this morning
Before you woke up
And do you know what else happened, Ely?
Santa Clause married the Easter Bunny
And they both retired
Do you know what that means?
It means two things
One--No more Christmas or Easter
Two--Santa Clause diddles bunnies, and that makes him a furry
It's true, though
It is true
The world is a hateful place
The news told me so
But you were sleeping
Because you're lazy
No, not like Mum
Mum isn't lazy
Mum is just tired
Because life hits her a lot
Not like how I hit you
When you touch my shoes
It hits her metaphysically
That means it doesn't really do it
But it feels like it does
To her anyway
That's why Dad hates being her
Because he doesn't want to get metaphysically beaten either
And because he hates you
Because you were an accident
Yes, he does
It was on the news
They said so this morning
They said--
'Vivianna's Father Loves Her, but Unfortunately, Not Her Sister Elynna, Who is Referred to As The "Oh No" Daughter'
That was the headline
It's true, Ely
Sorry to say so
But it's true
See what happens when you sleep in?
You miss so much
Do you want to play tattoo artist?
No?
All right then
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