BED TIME

It's late at night
I take my meds, anything that pops into my head, I'ma gonna write
Oh dear, I hope it's not something I'll dread
I have ninety minutes before I must jump into bed
I was so bored at work I wanted to shout
One day soon, I know-a I will let one out
Brain Boy talks non-stop driving me crazy
No matter how hard I try not to let him faze me
Always seems there is someone who pushes your buttons
As hard as I try, I cannot tune out the nuttons
If I dare speak my mind, I get wrote up
Seems hell if I do and hell if I don't, man I ain-na the one that is all fu--ed up
The few that have, cannot speak there mind
Very few here, have a brain of any kind
Challenged are the ones I work with
Believe you me, I'm not talking myth
Ah Oh, I feel Mr. Meds a kick-in
My time here is wearing thin
You go to bed, your day is done
Wooo-weee ain't this fun
A piece of my mind I give to you
Belivee-mee this here post came-a from out of the blue
JUST WANT YOU TO REMEMBER, THIS HERE CHANNEL IS GLEN VIEW.
FUN STUFF PLANNED XMAS HAS GOTTEN ME "DISCOMBOBULATED"