why oh why must you fight.
just go to sleep it is night.
you get on my nerves so very much
shut the hell up or I'll hurt you before lunch.
how many times have i said don't hit
yet you do, get in trouble then throw a fit.
my nerves can't handle all this crap
stop or I'll pack your shit and hand you a map.
you except me to give you all the new things
keep it up you will see what santa brings.
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