Now it’s Cold Outside,
It’s Indoor Time.
But it’s a Mess,
Will this Really Rhyme?
My Car is Frozen,
Every Single Day.
I’d Like it Inside,
But there’s Just No Way!
All this Old Trash,
Has Got Me in A Funk.
But My Husband Says,
We May Need This Old Junk.
That’s It… I’m Done,
I Don’t Care if He Flips.
I Want My Damn Car in the Garage,
I’m Calling Skips!
