My day started off bad,

And it gets even more sad,

I skid in the dirt,

And I get awfully hurt,

They beat me to pieces,

They give me creases,

I feel like running away,

No matter what people say,

I seem to do my best,

Definitely better than the rest,

I feel like Im going to die,

And Im not even telling a lie,

I don't have nothing to eat,

Not even a piece of meat,

That is my story,

I know it isn't glory.

ella and abi