Santa ran out of fish bones and he couldn't pick his teeth, So, he pulled out some needles from a Christmas pine wreath, But, Santa had acidic spittle, Which made the pine needles brittle, And, they wouldn't dig out the food underneath.
Next door there was this train,
It's tooter hurt my little brain,
But, my rent was real cheap,
Apartment easy to keep,
Thus, my bank account had a small gain.
I have a roommate who does not like to flush, It makes me sick when my teeth I must brush, I hope and I pray, He moves out one day, If he doesn't I'll become a lush.
My credit card charge is fifty percent, When I pay it I get kind of all bent, With all the bank fees, I'm down on my knees, Even on savings they charge me for rent.