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Feb 2018
I'm sorry to hear of your distress when you decided to go out
When the wind took hold of the door giving your hand a clout
I know that you'll be ******* with this whole situation
And it's not what you expected for a night of stimulation
It really comes to something when your trying to wind down
And you end up getting injured when your going on the town
It's strange the way it works out so **** the hand of fate
Especially when it's not your fault and what you can't anticipate
You would have had a nice time if it wasn't for that wind
I think that you'll agree that this weather should be binned
I don't know what to suggest maybe next time just stay in
Then you can avoid the pain and at least the gails wont win
There are things that go wrong and things that go astray
But it always seems to happen when it's you that has to pay
Why is life so cruel sometimes it's already full of stress
Now because of the wind its your hand you have to dress
Take more care on your next outing make sure your fates not sealed
Or maybe have a drink at home when your hand has healed
I know it is annoying and your thinking that winds a ****
And how upsetting it must be with making your hand blunt
Please keep up your optimism I know sometimes it's not easy
And **** the ****** stupid wind for making you feel queasy
You'll be back in action and soon your hand will begin to bend
And at least you are recovering and your hand is on the mend
kirk
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