As I was nearing the deadline I set for myself to write 52 parodies in 28 days, I asked my parents if they had any requests. Mom rather unsurprisingly suggested Sunshine on My Shoulders. I wasn't thinking about it at the time, but it's ironic that I wound up turning my mom's favorite song into the rant of a whiny child. Sorry about that! And at the age of seven, no less, which is how old I was when they went to see John Denver without me... Hmmmmm...
When I'm Older
Sometime when I'm older, I'll be happy.
Sometimes being seven makes me cry.
Sometimes, though you tell me that you love me,
I get grounded, and I wonder why.
If I had a day when I could boss you,
I'd make a rule that I could stay up late.
I would make a list that I would toss at you,
All full of lots of nasty chores you hate.
Sometime when I'm older, I'll be happy.
Sometimes being seven makes me cry.
Sometimes, though you tell me that you love me,
I get grounded, and I wonder why.
If I had a tale that I could tell you,
I'd tell a tale where I am the queen.
I would have a stack of golden dishes you
Would never use but always have to clean.
Sometime when I'm older, I'll be happy.
Sometimes being seven makes me cry.
Sometimes, though you tell me that you love me,
I get grounded, and I wonder why.
Sometimes, when I'm grounded I
Sometimes sit and wonder...
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