You'd almost think
That the house was haunted
Or that I wanted
A little flavor or drama
Trust me I woke up
Something had been rotting
Belly turning, twisting, and knotting
Something unusual
That hadn't been there
The night before
But the first thing we smelled in the morning, was
Fish food
Or maybe, cat food
Or maybe, a dead raccoon
Or maybe, something smelly in the walls
And maybe the mold grew tall from the basement
To the attic
My god, we're so dramatic
Covering our noses
And dumping out all the flower water
We cut off the end of the rug
Oh, but then still we had no luck
Oh, then somehow it
Disappeared
And then it didn't smell like
Fish food
Or maybe, cat food
Or maybe, a dead raccoon
Or maybe, something smelly in the walls
And maybe the mold grew tall from the basement
To the attic
Oh, we cut off the end of the rug
Oh, then still we had no luck
Somehow it disappeared
Oh it, disappeared
