ONE BITE AT A TIME

Verses:
Mop the kitchen, sweep the floors, dust mites must not thrive, Vacuum all the dirt and grit and grime.
Clean the toilet, scrub the sink, daily I must strive,
To root out all the bathroom mold and slime.

Give her water, give her food, help my wife to thrive,          Make sure all her pills get served on time.
I’m staked out on an anthill and they’re eating me alive,        One mini-mouthful at a time.

Chorus:
“It ain’t the ‘eavy ‘auling what ‘urts the ‘orses’ ‘ooves,
But the ‘ammer, ‘ammer, ammer’ on the ‘ard ‘ighway.”
It ain’t the tough and painful stuff that carves my forehead grooves,
But all the little things I have to do and feel each day.

Verses:
The litany of memories lost, she daily does revive,                    A thousand little steps I have to climb.
Tiny gripes and tiny snipes: these I must survive,                 Itsy-bitsy insults quite sublime.

Little slights and mini-fights, my needs she’ll deprive,
A daily dose of misdemeanor crime.
I’m slogging through the swamp with skeeters eating me alive, One puny pinprick at a time.

Chorus:
“It ain’t the ‘eavy ‘auling what ‘urts the ‘orses’ ‘ooves,
But the ‘ammer, ‘ammer, ammer’ on the ‘ard ‘ighway.”
It ain’t the tough and painful stuff that carves my forehead grooves,
But all the little things I have to do and feel each day.