Socially Distant

I’ve never really ‘hung’ around

I hate the sight I hate the sound.

I hate the folk who sit and whine

I’de shoot the lot, but haven’t tine!

It’s all old hat they never fail

I close my eyes to no avail.

They’re all around annoying me

I’ll just sit here and drink me tea.

But hark! Is that the mating call

Of fat rambunctious know it all’s?

Who beat my life force to the ground

Their heads with hammers I could pound.

Yet Lo! Another pointless piece

Of crap. I wish these trolls would cease

My patience has but all run dry

I love my frown. I wonder why?

I’ve yet to find my happy place

For all my joys, a quick embrace.

With no cunt else to bother me

or wait for death? Oh well, we’ll see

Published by dec247h

Ex soldier, father, party girl and generally nice guy taking time out to do as he pleases! one day i will make it back to the UK, but i aint in a hurry!

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