The Jaws of your angered mom are clenching.
She probably had a bad day.
You tried to avoid the tension.
But it didn’t work out that way.
You got yelled at for no reason.
You disliked such treachery.
There was obviously no pleasing.
So you hid in your bedroom treasury.
But there was no hiding there.
She bursted in and told you to clean your room.
As if you thought she cared.
But suddenly there was a boom!
You were told to keep cleaning with your broom.
And came bursting down your bathroom.
You heard the sounds and left when she wasn’t seeing.
You knew you were doomed.
It seemed rather complicated
Pipes where bursted and clogged
And there was your dad, sitting on the remainder of the toilet with a newspaper, CONSTIPATED.
Hmm.. You thought to yourself. This would be great in your blog!
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