When my crazy family goes on trips
They sing their deafening silly songs
Most of the time in different accents
Pushing and urging me to sing along
I get embarrassed one way or another
My mom pinching my cheeks telling
Me “look at you acting so grown up”
My hindering words, not compelling
He’s my favorite, don’t take me wrong
My dad with his strange expressions
“My tiny mousy outta her hole at last”
With his baby talk or mice impression.
And then there’s my little sister who
If she was gone, I don’t think I’d miss
Her, or the fact that while I’m asleep
Markers my face like she can’t resist
My brother, though he has his charms
Learned a new thing at school to play
Saying that girls have cooties, and he
Runs around in circles saying it all day
I know I’m supposed to love my family
And guess I do, I like them at any rate
But why do they have to be ridiculous
‘Cause this is more than I can tolerate
