To my woes,
Three cheers!
Grab the champagne,
get out that fancy chocolate,
dust the rust off the record player.
To my woes,
they keep me up all night.
It’s fun to keep being reminded of
your troubles,
Three cheers!
The fascinating gut-wrenching sickness
and the constant enjoyment from
checking your face in the mirror to see
if by chance you may look better!
To my woes,
they keep me in check.
Stopping me from being big headed,
eventually sucking the enjoyment out
of my achievements.
Three cheers!
To my woes!
They’re constantly there.
They refuse to leave.
They don’t ignore my existence!
To my woes,
Three Cheers!
Image Credit: Hayes Potter
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