If you’re not more than a dope
You’ll spend your life in a mope
Could end the suffering with a rope
You need a tree, and a horse to lope.
Another method, you could swim
Far, far out where rescue’s slim.
Or lift a very heavy limb
You couldn’t handle in the gym.
You could always set yourself afire
Of course you need a real hot pyre
Very painful, I’m no liar
Go all at once, body entire.
Many people in the past
Have tried to use a shotgun blast
But to shoot so buckshot would amass
You’d need to take a shooting class.
The Eastern way is with a sword
Not like karate with a board
But straight to the gut affords
A one way ticket to the lords.
I know this tale won’t get praise
For showing a few bad ways
But let all your worrying go astray
Buck up, tomorrow’s another day.
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Wow! What have you made one word into – a fancy chain? Wonderful job!
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More like gory, but I needed a change! 😂
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I wrote a poem once, one blogger said, it sounds like Dr. Seuss. 🙂
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Nothing wrong with that, look how popular he was!
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Damn that’s just too cheery for the word ‘mope’ 😛
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I thought you might like it.
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Was good 🙂
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