Not only the one who sulks does barely nothing,
he also bums out the rest of his acquaintances,
diminishing their cheerfulness and good will,
strewing this distressing mentality among other folks,
Moon of the night,
I wish you could sing
You're indispensable to my being,
You guide me through this land,
Ah! Four walls, one ceiling, one floor,
a window, two doors, one restroom
no bed, tons of roaches, one chair
no ashtrays, no TV, no radio
To you who have cruelly lied,
Forget that I am myself your bride!
Forget that I am myself your muse!
For you have also derided my fondues!
I have noticed this semester,
that the ant has antennas!
Derek made fun of me
because I didn't know this before!