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May 2018
ZOO
Are you blue because where you live is like a zoo? And you don't have a clue of what to do?

Your spouse is acting a louse, kids driving you mad you feel you're in the monkey house.

So you grab a cold brew to bring you through. You have another and another till you can no longer hear the bunk cause you're about drunk.

Then you retreat to the back room where you resume to consume and your head is going Vroom.

Then you start to fume because the loom of gloom has filled the room and feel you're about to go Kaboom.

But before you resume, take it to the drawing room cause if there's to much on your plate you can reevaluate.

So when you find yourself in a zoo you won't have to reach for a brew because you will see things from a clear point of view.

But if life keeps dishin, don't keep wishin, hang the sign on the door... Gone Fishin.
Written by
Milton Robertson  60/M/St. Louis, Mo.
(60/M/St. Louis, Mo.)   
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