A tongue-in-cheek (mostly) look at how life doesn't turn out the way you thought it might...
A Treatise on Life
This gleaming chalice,
Hopefulness is etched along
Each shining surface.
The road leading to
Its exquisite form: Greatly
Anticipated.
Closer and closer
A wooded path guides all those
Who would seek to drink
From this Promised Cup
For surely life lies within
Its beloved brim
Approaching quickly
I dive toward the chalice
And glimpse in its depths!
I expect water,
Perchance bracing libation!
I did not expect
To see what I saw,
Something else entirely!
This adored chalice
This beautiful cup
Was entirely consumed,
And filled to the brim
. . .
With crap.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
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Ha! Don't know whether to be sad for you or laugh, or both!
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