As sung by Rod Stewart:
Have I told you lately I don’t love you?
There are so many organs above you?
You fill my heart with sadness,
And take away all my gladness.
Make so much trouble,
That’s what you do.
For the morning sun and all it’s glory
Greets the day with bloody panties, too.
You fill my cup with yuck
Somehow, you make it suck.
Make more laundry, that’s what you do
Fucking shark week. AGAIN.