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Ironic – By Life is Knutts

 

In homage to my life at the moment, mainly revolving around toddler tantrums, 8 and 6 year old boy tantrums, a mega messy house after I’ve just spent hours cleaning the sodding thing, and the influx of really chuffing annoying flies in the house now the doors and windows are open, I’ve penned a little ditty to the tune of ‘Ironic’ By Alanis Morissette.

Put the song on, sing along with your mop as a microphone, and have a glass of wine with your weetabix…I don’t care if it’s 10am.

A middle aged Mum, turned thirty-eight
She won a tombola, then died the next day.
It’s a black fly, in your G&T
It’s a rush to the potty, 2 minutes too late
And isn’t it ironic… don’t you think

It’s like rain, on your washing day
It’s a fairy cake, that you just didn’t bake
It’s the free advice, that you just didn’t take
And who would’ve thought… it figures

Mrs nervous mum, was afraid to fry,
It splatterrs everywhere, kiss the clean house goodbye,
She waited her whole damn life, to fry that egg,
And as the oil splashed down,  she thought
“Well isn’t this nice…”
And isn’t it ironic… don’t you think

It’s like rain on your washing day
It’s a fairy cake, that you just didn’t bake
It’s the free advice, that you just didn’t take
And who would’ve thought… it figures

Well mess has a funny way, of sneaking up on you
When you think everything’s tidy and everything’s going right
And mess has a funny way, of pissing you off when
You think everything’s gone wrong and your porridge blows up
In your face…

A toddler tantrum, when you’re already late
A no children sign, on a pub lunch break
It’s like ten thousand waters, when all you need is some wine,
It’s meeting the man of my dreams
And then seeing his pants on the floor.
And isn’t it ironic…don’t you think
A little too ironic…and, yeah, I really do think…

It’s like rain on your washing day
It’s a fairy cake, that you just didn’t bake
It’s the free advice, that you just didn’t take
And who would’ve thought… it figures.

Mess has a funny way, of sneaking up on you
Mess has a funny, funny way, of pissing you off,
pissing you off…


And here is my Ironic moment of the week.

After cleaning the house on Sunday, I gave all my kids an ice cream to eat in the garden.

I assumed they’d all finished. I assumed wrong.

2 hours later I find a melted ice cream, dripping off the living room windowsill, down the wall and the radiator and landing on the floor.

It had melted under this photo frame.

Read the quote on it…isn’t it Ironic?

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