Mythbusting

If
life is
funny
sometimes

Then
why
can’t
I contain
my laughter

It’s the
same as
all that
bullshit
they say

About
living
happily
ever
after

Recouperation

There’s
nothing
like
being
looked
after

By
those
who
love
you
the
most

There’s
nothing
more
nourishing
than
laughter

And
being
brought
rounds of
hot buttered
toast

Until Someone Loses An Eye

What
happens
when the
laughter
stops

When
that
penny
finally
drops

When we
wake up
tomorrow
with a
raging
hangover

And that
stomach
churning
guilt
takes
over

Cops & Robbers

Caught with
my hands
in the
sweetie jar
I retreat,
shamefaced,
when I
hear a
police car…

Who the
fuck has
called
the cops?

I’ve only
stolen
a couple
of pear
drops…

Pretty Sure

I’ll look again,
if you like,
but I’m pretty
sure there’s none.

Fun, happiness,
joy, laughter,
I’m pretty sure
they’ve gone.

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