I thought I needed shock treatment
But found Midol would do the trick.
I went searching for a blow torch,
When I only needed a Bic.
My entire life is an overstatement.
Of course, that's NOT to say the least.
Yet still this burning sadness
Feels like a tremendous beast.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Release the beast, let drift in the Peace! Use your bic, light the wick, all LIGHT now, never again sick!