Sadness hangs in the air,
A solid cloud of gloom.
You refuse to understand,
A mess in prickly broom.
Scratching nails on a board,
Making screeching sounds with feet.
You devour a burger whole,
Without giving me even a seat!
When will you understand,
The importance of a bus stand.
The absence of your chauffeur,
Oh god,who will do your errand!
A manicure you boast of,
Eyes of yours' are covered with cucumber.
Give those to the kids outside the shop,
Make them realise an hour of slumber.
No one needs to know your hidesign,
No one cares about your flowing locks.
Sadness hangs in the air,
I am perplexed to see your odd frocks.
I just want to end my misery,
I just want to remind you of your fading clout.
I ponder and get up to say the last word,
And yet again,your mascara makes me freak out!
