On my way home, police car pulled me over. 

After they left, I puttered out of gas. 

Triple-A' came, but my card was expired! 

I had to walk home, and of course, it rained half the time. 

I tried to get some shut-eye, then I was abducted! 



They put cold things in my butt. 

They sampled a bit of my D.N.A. 

They left me on top of my sheets, 

I dreamt I went potty, then woke up drenched in me. 

This day sucked the hardest ever



I woke up on the wrong side of the bed today. 

A little bit less than nothing would go my way. 

I got up to toss my soiled sheets, 

the hallway was dark and I stubbed my big toe. 

It was then that I sensed the irony (burning me), 

then I heard the voice say, 



I suppose I'm to blame for getting pulled over. 

I guess I'm the culprit for running out of gas. 

Let's assume I'm the guy who didn't pay his 'Triple-A' fee. 

In actuality, I let the zetas probe me. 

Yesterday was all my fault. 



I let negativity get the better of me. 

Thank goodness for the bathtubs and suds! 

They temporarily set free this quandary