Where do I get posts like the last one,
when I spend ages avoiding the poor me,
suffer the martyr syndrome.
Thats an easy one to answer,
I went to see a friend, she opened a bottle,
we talked, I opened the box,
my poor me, and my misery box.
Dammit, I either give up the misery,
or give up the few bevvies,
the bevvies is the usual one, I stay away
from but sometimes, I just like to unwind,
so I guess, its up to me now,
to try and give up the misery,
Ah sometimes, a bit of an aul wallow,
it does release some of the misery,
one day, I hope that box will be empty,
one day.
M
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