manda . r a i

[[I'D RATHER...]]

Oh have me be attacked, rather than wash slimy dishes,
By killer UFO's, armed with voracious, vicious fishes
Sent here to disintegrate my brain to pieces
Or have me drink sour milk with big salty chunks
Have me chased down by big bald ugly monks
And take away all the movie's hot hunks
Have Louie, Jessica's dog, bite my toes,
Making them all gooey and sticky, adding to my woes
Invite untamed, malicious lions to tear up my clothes
Have me live my life with no laughter
Take a sledgehammer to my computer
Invade my files, delete my Napster
And I will live happily ever after despite the pain
As long as I don't have to wash the dishes again

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