Oh, thufferin’ thuccotath, I can’t take no more!
Thith conthtant vexation, thith thorn in my paw!
My brain ith all fuzzy, my tail’s in a knot,
From all of thith trouble, thith misthchief I’ve got!
I’ve thcreamed and I’ve thuffered, I’ve plotted and plied,
But thtill thith aggravathion, it’th nowhere to hide!
My nerveth are all frayed, my fur’s a big meth,
And all for a thilly, thmall, yellow bird, yeth!
Tho if you’re the cau-th, the thource of my woe,
The litthe infuriatin’ thing, I don’t know,
My hear’th about to burst, my patience hath thlipped,
Jutht… take all your nonth-thenth… and get yourthelf…
Pthhht… OFF!
Yeth! Pthhht! Off! I thaid it, by gum!
Before my poor thoul goeth completely numb!
Jutht vanith, th-th-th-th-th-tho I can get breath!
Or I’ll thcream and I’ll thh-th-thh-thuffer until my last death!
