hypolimnas
Superior Member
whats making our lives shit
The Pessimist
Nothing to do but work,
Nothing to eat but food,
Nothing to wear but clothes,
To keep on from going nude.
Nothing to breathe but air,
Quick as a flash 'tis gone;
Nowhere to fall but off,
Nowhere to stand but on.
[plus another four verses by B J King, apparently his real name!]
The Pessimist
Nothing to do but work,
Nothing to eat but food,
Nothing to wear but clothes,
To keep on from going nude.
Nothing to breathe but air,
Quick as a flash 'tis gone;
Nowhere to fall but off,
Nowhere to stand but on.
[plus another four verses by B J King, apparently his real name!]