I set them up,
In neat little rows,
They all need attention,
They all need adjustments.
If i leave them alone,
They'll get out of place,
And a mess they make.
So i keep track,
Settling them in.
It's supposed to be fun,
But it isn't really,
It's just,
A way to pass time.
They actually bother me,
Make me uncomfortable,
But it's ok,
I'm acting right.
I got them all in a neat little line,
And when it's time,
I'll pull out the rug,
Shock them all,
And watch their beautiful fall.
