I am a product of that environment
forced to eat
Marmite as a punishment
but I grew to like it
and life's been **** since then,

I jest
of course, I jest
I'd laugh my socks off
if I could find them
even
get my rocks off
and
I wouldn't mind then
if it took some time
when
there's
a lot to be said,
for making the punishment
fit the crime.

Wednesday
and so what?
it's
something I try to get out of
but seldom manage to do.