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Bats In My Attic/Face Book Girl

By: Stormbird Throneshaker

Page 1, Poem written 02/16/2013

 

She treats me like I'm a dog running the yards

She plays me like I'm just a deck of cards

While she's staying high and dry,

she keeps me low and wet

No it's not what you think I'm saying,

she didn't want me in that net.

 

While she's inside with all her friends,

I'm outside all alone

When the middle finally meets the ends,

she just throws me a bone

Yeah, I may be inside the fence,

but I'm not the top dog in our home.

 

She's just a face book fanatic,

living in her virtual world

I must have had bats in my attic,

for getting chained to a face book girl.

 

Yeah, I do the cooking and the cleaning,

or else I wouldn't have a thing to eat

While she's in Cafe World I'm steaming,

while vacuuming the floor beneath her feet.

I thought that togetherness was teaming,

but this tired old dog is beat.

 

While she's inside with all her friends,

I'm outside all alone

When the middle finally meets the ends,

she just throws me a bone

Yeah, I may be inside the fence,

but I'm not the top dog in our home.

 

She's just a face book fanatic,

living in her virtual world

I must have had bats in my attic,

for getting chained to a face book girl.

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