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Jul 2019
Whether black, red, yellow, white
Or somewhere in-between
We all get butthurt over time
If you know what I mean

We have lost the art of humor
In this abstract gallery
If you need a hint, get over it
That's about as blunt as I can be

Why don't we find the funny
In funny anymore
When did we begin to turn in
To little whinny boys and girls

I have a suggestion for this coming into question
Don't spin your ******* in a twirl
Get a grip, get over it
It's not the end of the world

Try your best hee, hee, haw, haw
Adding in a smile
You soon enough will see it helps
When you can laugh at yourself

Can we all try and do better
With a bit less bark and bite
Do our best to get over it
And learn to laugh at this crazy life
Mike Hauser
Written by
Mike Hauser  Sunny Florida
(Sunny Florida)   
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