What do the simple folk do?
Bite me and steal my shoe
My credit card is missing
The jaunty thief's a hissing
Oh, what do the simple folk do?

What do the simple folk do?
Play hide and seek with their poo.
On Monday it's the closet
They bank a large deposit
Oh look...it's on top of my shoe..
Stolen shoe
 ..glued with poo.

What do the simple folk do?
Rush in and grab the cats' food.
On Tuesday they de-feet me
I slip and they gang-leap me.
Oh, what do simple folk do?

What do the simple folk do?
Flat-lining, awaiting for you.
On Wednesday there's a siteing
My Playtex bra is fighting
I hope they don't rip it in two.

What will the simple folk do?
Hope they are loved well by you.
So many are neglected
Abandoned and rejected
Oh, what do the simple folk do?
They need us.
They need you.

[Posted in FML 6845]