We've talked about the mayhem and the downright insane
Earl's inventiveness is awesome, the bail money is a pain
Duncan's obsession with turning all things into hats
We're just grateful at this point that he hasn't come across the cat
Some days are hard, not gonna lie
Some days I want to quit
But those days I near split my sides
Laughing at their bullsh--
Dennis and his gatling gun
George, Malcolm and their dolls
Maude and her Shalimar obsession
I've racked up well-earned hols!
I'm not enabling, I'm accepting
Within "reasonable" limits
I redirect, I wrangle
And somehow I always spin it
To positive, to funny
Celebrate the truly weird
They're not at all like the movies say
There's nothing to be feared
I'm tired in the very way that sleep can never fix
I'm hiding in the pantry with a novel and a Twix
I care about them deeply but I really have to say
It would be nice if things were calm for just one single day
Redirecting their energy when possible
Wrangling when it's not
I'm just glad I sometimes get
To drink my brew while it's still hot.