For years my mother said to me, “Son, clean up your room!”
I didn’t, and so something grew, to drag me to my doom.
Curiosity killed the cat, or so it’s always said.
But sadly it’s not the puss but me that’s wound up dead.
For years my mother said to me, “Son, clean up your room!”
I didn’t, and so something grew, to drag me to my doom.
Curiosity killed the cat, or so it’s always said.
But sadly it’s not the puss but me that’s wound up dead.