Out here in the boondocks
Where pleasures are few
You very soon learn
What curating can do
Watching the news is like
Falling upstairs
One minute of hope
The next in despair
Take my blood pressure
Here is my hand
Do you think I should bury
My head in the sand?
Tell us we're great
Give us a poke
You'll suddenly find
We whites can be woke
I said no to cheaters
My vision was good
When my book turned a blur
I knew that I should
To hearing aids too I said that's a no way
Till I always was saying what did you say?
And nursing home too, I said that was out
Well maybe until I kick this bad gout
Now that I see that lady death looms
I tell you I am a most reluctant groom
If my pants are too tight
I leave my shirt out
If my pants are too baggy
I tuck my coat in
When I start to get fat
I’ll wear a muumuu
When I turn skin and bones
Ace bandages do
After the breakup
You're sad as can be
Your friends cheer you up
There's more fish in the sea
There's plenty more fish
There in the seas
But keep your eyes open
Avoid the shark's teeth
The good news is this
We're not going to die
Well maybe a little
But then we'll be back
The bad news is this
We could go to hell
The last bit of news
The choice is with us
We’ll always have fights
In this our fair nation
But democracy dies
With our foe’s assassination
Religion is filled with animalism -
Lots of dogmatism in the catechism.
The country is in a whiteness protection program
☘️Happy Saint Patrick's Day☘️
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