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March 19, 2013

My ray of sunshine….
thinks poetry is crap,
and is, ironically, the subject of this


My ray of sunshine is often
just as bloody miserable as I am,
if not more so. 

We use our cynicism to blast away at all the bad things –
unless we are a bit tired.

Sometimes we are both miserable
at the same time;
and then,
cake happens.

Or booze.


2 Comments leave one →
  1. Carla Hurst-Chandler permalink
    March 20, 2013 1:33 am

    Cake is always good…and there isn’t a lot that a glass of wine, a bit of chocolate and a hot bath can’t fix 🙂

    • March 20, 2013 11:39 pm

      Very true, Carla!

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