StressA Poem by TrivénA slightly sarcastic humorous view on stress.Stress. Stress. Embrace. Say yes! It's here to stay. Every single day. From birth to perish. Time to cherish. Stress. Truth is. Guess. Stress's a mess. Never a bless But forget no less What doesn't kill makes you stronger But you can't chill and you won't live longer. So what's the point you may ask There ain't none Just do your task Stress. Feeling down, little bit? Let's get positive, let's get fit! There is a cure if you're very stressed It'll work for sure this method's the best Buy lots of food It'll help your mood Fast travel will fade with every bowl Cause you'll get fat and start to roll As fast travel induces stress Inability to move and stress is less Stress. Still feeling stressed, gonna sob? I don't care, just do your job If you're stressed blame yourself You choose work, you value wealth There is although one last resort to rid you of all stress you ought Quit your job and stop to shave Light up a joint and join a rave Trip in stress-free rainbow paradise And finally on your own vomit demize
© 2013 TrivénAuthor's Note
|
StatsAuthor
|