It was not just “ half the fun “
But all the fun
In getting there.
So you have lost your fun ?
So what ?
Why aren’t you thankful
To be alive ?
Your limbs can move
And you can breathe
And make a sound ,
And sometime share
With your friends
And even your sweetheart,
An illusion of happiness.
What more can you hope
When you can propagate
A breed your kind,
Your name
Made of the eternal alphabet .
Oh , stop being an ingrate
Oh , stop worrying me,
Oh ! Oh ! Oh !
Won’t you stop being
Such a prude :
And if you cannot bear,
The burden of your soul ,
Please ,
Do me a favor ,
Go jump in the river
And stop
Stop breathing
Full stop .
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