I laugh, I cry,
But no one knows why!
I get up in the morning,
And this sounds rather corny.
It’s not just a fact,
That this will be whack,
If you are here,
I’m sure I’m nowhere near
But if you would like
To find me despite
Go out to your car,
It’ll be rather far.
Go out to the interstate
Be sure you aren’t late
If you find me you will
See me at the top of the hill
Climb if you must,
No way can you trust
If you are wondering when
The terrible rhyme will come to an end
Then there you shall have it,
See now, I’ve just quit.