and hungry beggars leave you to wonder
has the world gone to slumber?
Hurricanes take out their wrath on innocent coasts,
about the aid they give, the politicians will surely boast.
But don't take heart or put down that slurpee,
oh no, you don't have to worry.
Someone else will fix it for you;
you may wake as you please to the morning dew,
until the day
someone walks into your room to say
A cockroach dropped from the ceiling.
1 comment:
its funny :)
i like it a lot lol
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