i have decided to post on this blog - mainly because my blog's been dead for awhile, but also because i'm engaging in a shameless exercise of self-advertisement. having watched ian painstakingly craft his poetry over the last week, i have decided to go one up by writing a poem in 15 minutes - one that is also undoubtedly superior in sophistication and technique (not to mention language) ^^

Wankers

Who can stand all those bloody wankers?
They who whinge and whine without recess
Making all thought impossible but how
And where and when you want to stuff them.

I know your life isn't all flowers and fun.
But hell, no one's is! Be thankful -
Not so much that you're whole-limbed and God loves you
(after all I can't stand bloody evangelical Christians too)
But that you haven't been kicked in the arse for being one.

So while you sit in your chair and bemoan your ugly hair,
Realise that time passes you by while you stone and you sag.
What'd you expect? Quit complaining that
You can't find the meaning of life in your next Gucci handbag.