Moody, who me?

I'm in a dark mood today.

I'm trying to keep my anger at bay.

Feelings are bubbling up inside that cannot be set free.

And it's not going to be made better by a cup Rosy lee.

I feel as if a cloud is hanging over my head and it won't go away.

It's keeping the nice me at bay.

I'm trying to snap out of it, but it's not working.

It really is disconcerting.

I'm going to have to eat some sweets or cake.

Or a ninety-nine with a giant flake.

Because this banana and these grapes have not done the trick.

In fact, this fruit is really getting on my wick.

I can taste that strawberry Swiss roll as I speak.

Because I'm foolish and extremely weak.

So weak, that I'm going to search the cupboard for everything that contains sugar.

I'm going to eat something that is ten times bigger.

Then my mood will not be in vain.

Because I'll stuff my face with goodies until I'm writhing around in pain.

That way, I'll have something to be moody for,

and a good reason for being a bore.