I'm a tortured and battered soul
Oh, please, take me seriously;
don't laugh when I read a poem
Although the rhymes are simple,
can't you see my life is dreadful?
last week, I stubbed a toe on the dining-room chair, and the bruise is still aggravating-ly there.
Oh, Nietzsche was right: "God is dead" because God-dammit my MacBook's not working again!