So here I sit, in all my glory...
I once had a wife--she was such a dear,
Now there she sits, for hours on end...
It could be three, or it could be nine...
She gets outta work and rushes home,
Where is the hug? Where is my kiss?
Talking to cyber friends, checking the mail
My stomach's growling--it's so unfair!
Drink me a beer, stare at the walls
Farting and burping what a sight to see...