Theta was here
- There was a man shit out of luck
Was beaten to a pulp by life as if he was a puck
- He was drowning in the chaos of the world
He felt like he was in a washing machine going for a whirl
- How could he be mad if the world has gone madder
To sedate his problems he would drown in laughter
- For not laughing at the madness of the world, it would suck
For we would have momentary bliss when we don’t give a fuck
- So that’s what he did and so did others
They were loved by some but to others a bother
- But both groups did not know sadness is the main ingredient
Thus marked the great birth of the sadistic comedian
- Author: Ernie (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: September 21st, 2018 12:06
- Comment from author about the poem: My first 18+ poem, let me know how I did because feedback is my favorite thing in the world ( but in all serious it helps me in improve). P.s i wasn't sad or mad when i wrote this i was just bored
- Category: Humor
- Views: 12
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