The Dead End.

Living alone
With your husband and his wife,
You have a steady job of
Cutting lawns with a plastic knife.

Reading the tv for
Twenty five hours a day,
You listen to a picture book
While your kids refuse to play.

You put the dirty dishes
In the top left-hand drawer,
Cutting up an apple
And eating just the core.

Living alone
In a mansion two feet tall,
There's a pool right out back
It'll come whenever you call.