Does she dinnae how to clean?

If this keeps up I’ll have to be mean,

Dirty dishes left on the side,

She needs a kick up her behind!

Does she dinnae that I don’t care

Calorie counting on my behalf just ain’t fair,

All those notes have used the ink in my pen —

After a month of them she should ken!

Does she dinnae how to read?

I’ll shout so much she’ll pee

From fright, of course,

Our wee coward doesn’t like force.

Does she dinnae that I have to sleep?

But yapping on and on she keeps,

I tell her, “Shift! Gan away!”

Yet there she still is, in Room 7A.