Augustus

Sense Of Humor

 

One has to have a sense of humor–When you oversleep,

come in late and some simpleton spreads a rumor–Find

a grey hair, a stain on your blouse, an uninvited guest or

a mouse in the house–a hillbilly jerk steals your parking

space–Look in the mirror–a ZIT on your face! There are

root canals and traffic tickets, guys at the door selling

cleaning widgets–Paper cuts, cigarette butts, unzipped

zippers and the neighbor\'s mutt. (Digging in your flower

bed, after your new bedspread he shred–Into pieces no

less, next to the feces he left) Then there is the day you

are mugged, robbed, embezzled, taken for granted–

Left frazzled, bedraggled–Then rear ended, car crashed,

whiplashed and face smashed. Your best friend is now

interred in a VAULT following a vehicular injury–Guess

whose fault?–Your son is arrested for another felony–

And out of one eye you no longer see. But there is more–

plane crashes, pancreatitis, global warming and WAR–

Rapes, beached whales and dead apes. The day that

they diagnose you with metastatic tumors–And by the

way, give you six months to live–make you crap in your

bloomers–It\'s nice then to have a good sense of humor.  

 

  

 

 

  Augustus / Folsom / October 2016