Burnt toast and uncooked eggs, its been a week, since I shaved my legs. The sun shines brightly through the pouring rain, he left me here, to feel nothing but pain. Two little children, a sofa, a table, and a cat, I caught him red handed, and that was that. He took the micro-wave and my "How Too" cook books, thumbed through my albums, and stole Dr. Hook. What a friggin' jerk the father of my kids, I keep asking myself, What the hell I did. He took my dart board and the damn darts too, I hope lightning stirkes his arse, and frys him in his shoes. But, that would be terrible, Don't you all think, If my kids lost their father, the big stupid dink! They'll see for themselves, unfortunately. So, I thank God in heaven, That they will always have me.