Sunday, February 21, 2016

THE TRAVAILS OF THE DAY

the children

raucous with fresh glee

are trailed by their weary parents

(I'm sure some of the parents have regretted

not trying sodomy...)


but I've heard it said children keep you young

maybe for some but I've heard convincing arguments

to the contrary from those who cannot wait

for the wee ones to be down before a fifth of scotch

crowns the travails of the day


oh common misery known to all

this is the condition this is humanity

whose daily prayer is a sustained 'What The Fuck?'


bad off as I am I rejoice that I have no children....







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