what came out of every worst moment was another
'til death did part us from what?
nothing, but maybe the inability to laugh at our own ineptitude
heartily and in life
which is not to be sniffed at after
you're dead
and the post office is shut
before the off licence
and the cats still need food.
A dilemma for the dead
is a given for the liven.
(and spleen)
end this now
you cannot disregard your vital organs in such a way.
"here I am Here I am"
blunt instrument. defiled
long distant causes of unrectifiable
distress to a mistress
at sea
plea
he he
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