there is a breed, let's call them x,
that i often fail to understand,
for some strange reason i make them vex
whatever i do or had planned

it's as if they're different wired
from all others that i know
i can never do what's required
for me my love to show

why can't they be reasonable
is not a question i may ask
for reason is not teachable
to them an impossible task

there's no reason for the spurn
the yearn for control-stick
i think i will never learn
what truly makes them tick