• I'm so bored, I'm making these rhymes
    I don't know why, it takes up my time

    Surf through the channels, nothing is on
    Mind is so empty, just like my lawn

    Open my fridge, find something to eat
    Nothing, Empty, guess I'll eat my feet

    Random, I know. That's what I do
    When I'm bored, writing for you

    Guess I'll continue, since I'm bored out of my mind
    There must be something to do! something to find

    Every hour a year
    Every second a tear

    Whatever, I'll just go take a nap
    Later I'll deal with my crap