If you thought there would be cake here I'm sorry Please stay anyway Please don't leave me like the others If you thought there would be balloons here You'll be disappointed All I have is my deflated ego My crushed tin foil dreams Our color scheme is gray Our party games include Guessing, Struggling, and Heartache. Our only drink is whine. Why didn't anyone RSVP? They came to my last few parties Some came because they cared Some came because they were curious They all left early When the piΓ±ata dumped a load of angst at their feet