ever had those days of NAGGING
the ears are punch drunk
taking lefts, rights and upper cuts
the retinue of blows are countless
this follows that it's punching bag material
you know how Joe Frazier felt
when he left the ring
stunned to a stupor

ever had those days of BAGGING
nothing you attempt to do for people
turns out as it should
everything ends up pear shaped and asymmetrical
the best is done to fix the problems
without the proper tools
a Jack of all trades
is a cunning fool
a master is a pilot ace
who do they think you are
some super hero

ever had those days of RAGGING
*** shots are taken
keeping you on your feet
like Ginger and Fred
doing a four two step
you hope a ****** doesn't lay in wait
hitting the all important red dot
notice how rabbits
dart and dance
not wanting to take up the spotlight

ever had those days of SLAGGING
the words are directed
like hacking scissors
chopping a crooked edge at your sleeve
leaving you to the whim of humiliation
your dignity left in tattered shreds
where's a seamstress
when you want one
at a stop work meeting
shop stewards are thugs and stand-over merchants
no one comes to your rescue

have your ever had those days
none of us are immune