At least you still have a chance.
I gave up years ago after my wife passed.
It is not worth the pain to me,
there isn't anyone out there for
me and I know this for a fact.
I can just have to learn to live with it,
that is all there is to it.
I can play and run and jump in puddles,
I can pick my boogers, burp, hock loogies,
throw mudballs, draw butts, bubble in my milk
and giggle at it, scribble on the wall, flush the
toilet 20 times and giggle at that, mess around
with a pbx server, mix radish juice and carrot juice
and drink it, bake a potato pie, o now i'm laffing my
butt off thinking about doing all these weir dthings,
who needs a reship when you can make yourself laff
your buns off all day?
Ok I'm gonna go watch Sesame Street now.
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A Boy And His Cat
When society stops expecting
too much from me, I will
stop disappointing them.