Mr. Can’t Do Shit,
Your spirit has been with me for a long time.
People, people love the pretty, blessed, gorgeous days.
They scram, whenever severe weather warnings appear.
All come dump emotional garbage on me, only to up and leave when it’s time to trade garbage bag stories and compare.
Mr. Can’t Do Anything Right, you are I and it’s not fair!
Jester of the whole, wide, confusing world.