I was chastised for throwing a crumpled piece of paper in the waste.

I hadn't realized it was a cat toy.

But then I was chided for not throwing trash away.

Unreasonable people think they're being coy,

When really, their unpredictability 

Is simply a pain in the A-hole.

I was bantered by milady and drawn

Into a fun light-hearted insult throwing joust.

She'd toss a dirty word at me,

And I'd hurl one back at her from all about the house.

But how was I to know the rules had changed?

A certain guest was there,

Whose respect she wanted.

Only then did I discover the name of our little game.

It was, "Now I've got you, you son of a bitch!"

Hey, it's not nice to be gotten or bullied or had,

And one who treats the help this bad,

Well! There's a special place in hell for them,

Where they'll have to do everythin' for themselves,

And they won't like that, now, will they?