O’ Satan, how I wish
You would stay away
Intruding my life
With your undesired visits
Abrupt and obnoxious
With not even a gift
And always arriving at
The worst of times
Making me bat shit crazy
I cry at little things
Rage without cause
lay around like a lump
With no drive for anything
Maybe when you visit I’m
Better off in an asylum
Because you make me feel