Morning dawns, bright and cheery,
but it's soon night, shit-oh-dreary
My mood starts off high in the sky,
but erodes all day, by evening, shit pie
I do so try to keep up the old chin,
but after seeing the news, I'm bummed again
Plagues and an idiot serve to bring me down,
yes, the plane of disaster augers into the ground
Nero's fiddling echoes bullshit off morons and fools
doing the Titanic Dance; clogs my family jewels!
Submitted: July 03, 2020
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hullabaloo22
Yep, just another day. I know that feeling well, Mike.
Fri, July 3rd, 2020 7:22pmAuthor
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Thank you, Hull!
Fri, July 3rd, 2020 12:26pm