Here I stand alone by myself
At my home, it’s prepped, for holiday feasts
As I look around with such delight
For there are those I chose not to invite!
They won’t be here!
They won’t be near!
We’ll have such fun
Neglecting someone!
When the day arrived there was a plot
To take back the food that they all had bought
What is this, I swear, it’s mutiny
One simple request they turn to lunacy!
They will regret!
Neglecting my threats!
Have fun without my fucking beansprouts!
You will now see
The wrath that’s in me
Give back my key
You stole that turkey!