Are those pillows to your liking?
Since you’ve spread them everywhere?
Are you packing to go hiking?
You sure took time arranging, there
I do not get it, little dude
Why must you make a mess?
To be frank, it’s kinda rude
Can you not just chill and rest?
All the blankets, all the throws
In the wash machine
It’s like you think nobody knows
That someone here must clean
Listen, bro, and yes I know
You like to fluff and puff
No more of this dog tornado
Because I’ve had enough
How the World Should Work 