A mess. Squeeze past the bed Drawers reluctant A suitcase on the floor Coming or going? Not sure.
It’s a mess. Perhaps if I clear it up? But to clear the clothes off the floor I’d have to open up those drawers Reluctant to. Where’s the hoover? I found the vacuum.
Life’s a mess. What with all that going on Going on in the West With the banks And the robbers They should sort their act out Make some efficiencies It’s just Oh it makes me want to
My life’s a mess. Life’s a mess. My life? A mess? Life. It’s a mess. Messy. It’s life. Just can’t be Bothered To get a GRIP On it.
1. Is it my life? 2. Is it a mess? 3. If it is my life and it is a mess, does it follow that my life's a mess? 4.