I’m knock, knock, knocking
Will you let me in?
It’s Mr. Cluster and I’m back again
Oh sure, pretend that you’re not home
I’m barging in here anyway
Forget about those plans you had
Now I’m the center of your day
Sure you need things at the market
But if you attempt to take me there
I’ll increase the pressure behind your eyes
Oh yes, your vision, I’ll impair
I know you hadn’t planned on staying in all day
But that’s exactly what we’ll do
Mr. Cluster is moving in!
For the next month, maybe two
Productivity is my nemesis
So I spend hours waiting
Then I hit you when you least expect
With pain beyond debilitating
Oh yes, I’m cruel and mean and rude
Don’t yell or I’ll grow bigger
I’m cunning too, for you’ve never figured out
What exactly is my trigger
That sharp pain up your neck, that’s me!
For my joy is your pain
And if you think that I’m the rotten one
You should meet my friend Migraine
You want to lie down and do away with me?
Ah, it’s peace and quiet that you covet
When you writhe around in pain
I must admit, I simply love it!
Wait, is that an oxygen tank?
A new prescription for Imitrex?
So now you want to do away with me?
What will you think of next?
Alright, I guess I’ll go away for now
Alas, my pride is your great sorrow
Besides, you know that I’ll be back-
Got anything big planned for tomorrow?
Next: Mr. Migraine
