(A Nicer / More Happy Poem... For TJ)
A better poem I write in lieu
...of darker ones I've said and meant
But hey I'm quite macabre and bent
So here's a song of hope my friend
A poem for better days we spend
...them hand-in-hand with those we love
And give the world's arseholes a shove
Let us go and watch a play
A lavish summer's matinée
...with food and drink and friends galore
With Gingrich dressed up like a whore
Let's bring our friends to see the sights
The multicoloured city lights
...that break the night middle/through
And make our every wish come true
Let's stay awake till half past five
And show the world that we're alive
...So when those arseholes steal our luck
We'll show them we don't give a fuck
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