Hardball

I troll, scroll, stroll

Friends all, and their wall

At work pay so small, I get gall

I Play ball, go mall, back home I fall

My Boss call, I bawl, tell him “screwball”

Grab a shawl, go pub crawl, get into a brawl

Thrashed by all, in road I sprawl, yelling “f’ck ya all”

  I groan and wrawl,& she helps me out, looking a baby doll

As I dream of “happily ever after”,   she dumps   me in the church all

        I ask her “why this kolaveri di?” , she shows the finger, aint she “hardball"...