Wretched reeds
Toads tripping
me up
Why all this
Knee deep
Sloppy mud
Im all snagged
In brambles
One more time
Just feels
Unbearably long
All this sweet
Air doesnt
Suit my humor
At all
Grumpy as fog
Grumbly as dog
Fish and muster
Up one more
Chance to say
Sorry I just
Cant
Not today
Im just foul,
And I dont
mean "bird"
Yeah I know
Today makes
Tomorrow better
but for now
Ill keep
on stinking.