I hate it when you're in a snit,
Your panties wadded up a bit;
The attitude in the air is thick
from your acrid, acid, self-righteousnit.
It's a contagion you spread,
When you throw a fit
About things you can't control a bit;
And you bring us all down when you're in a snit.
I just wish you'd get over it.
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