I said that I’d help out this time,
And Dad was very proud,
Instead I broke an ugly vase
Mom wasn’t even loud.
Then I dropped the lightbulbs,
That wasn’t very good,
Smashing up the radio,
My parents understood,
I dragged the ladder to the wall
and really scraped the floor,
The curtain didn’t look too good,
When the fabric tore,
My dad just held the ladder straight,
Since me, I’m not so tall.
I’m really glad this ain’t our house,
We’re robbers, after all.
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