The Sulk Song

Sometimes I think that I can’t do a thing

And I’m rubbish at all that I do.

But then I slump down with a scowl and a frown

And remember there’s one thing that’s true:

I’m stupendous at sulking, I’m marvellous at moping,

I’ve tantrums right down to a ‘t’.

I’m brilliant at brooding, my griping is great,

And there’s no one as moody as me.

When it’s time to be cross I’m the best – I’m the boss!

To beat me’s tremendously tough.

So buzz off, goodbye! And don’t you dare try!

As I’m off on a hundred-year huff.




5 Comments to “The Sulk Song”

  1. Absolutely brilliant. I just wish I had written it myself, for myself.

  2. Thank you! I know I’m waaaay too good at sulking at trivial things. Keep writing!

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