Rosie! Death is at the door again! (This is bullshit!) (This is bullshit!) Tell him we're busy! She tore one knee and the room went quiet Then the bloodwork came back starting a riot Liver threw a red flag, vet looked grim Death showed up with a crooked grin She got new food and a pharmacy crate Said, “Not today, bonehead, you’re gonna wait” Fixed that leg, then the other one split Rosie looked down like: “This is bullshit” Death came swinging, Rosie ducked it Bad legs, bad liver, still said fuck it Every time he thought “this is it” She barked in his face: “This is bullshit” This is bullshit! This is bullshit! Swipe and miss, you bony misfit This is bullshit! Then came the throat thing, food won’t stay So we mash her dinner the ridiculous way Hand-fed meatballs, medicated chow She wants it faster and she wants it now Pee pads spread from wall to wall Runners down so she can't fall Shot every three weeks so her joints don’t quit She limps past Death like: “This is bullshit” Death came swinging, Rosie ducked it Bad legs, bad liver, still said fuck it Every time he thought “this is it” She barked in his face: “This is bullshit” This is bullshit! This is bullshit! Check the chart, she don’t fit This is bullshit! UTI hit like a midnight scare Thought her heart was failing right there Then later on, yeah, it joined the list Heart said “trouble” Rosie said: “Get in line, bitch” Now Death keeps notes in a trembling hand Can’t understand how she still can stand She’s got runners down and Gus on demand Dragging both back legs like: “This is bullshit” Now after all that hell she beat After every shot and pill complete After every vet-room admit AFTER ALL OF IT After everything on that list A scratched eye A SCRATCHED EYE Death looked up and said: "That can't be it... can it?" Rosie looked back with her good eye and said: "This is bullshit" Death came swinging, Rosie ducked it Bad eye, bad heart, still said fuck it Every time he thought “this is it” She barked in his face: “This is bullshit” This is bullshit! This is bullshit! Liver failed, knees got hit This is bullshit! Death came swinging, Rosie ducked Whole damn body held by duct tape and luck Makes no sense But she won't submit She's still right here saying: "This is bullshit" Bad liver? (This is bullshit!) Bad knees? (This is bullshit!) Can't eat right? (This is bullshit!) Heart giving out? (This is bullshit!) Death at the door? (This is bullshit!) Tell him take a number! This is bullshit! This is bullshit! This is bullshit! Rosie lives to talk more shit!
