'Pity Party' Poem by Linda Winchell

I’m having a Pity Party
Hand made invitations are in the mail.
I hope that if consider on coming
You’d bring along your own Pity Pail.

The pail is of course for those tears you’ll cry
That’s what Pity Parties are all about.
Rather than setting around and doing nothing
We all cry in our buckets, we let it all come out!

We moan about those bad breaks in life we’ve gotten
You know, the ones others inflicted on us?
And then we cry over all that spilt milk
And then we show all of our hatred with life’s discuss.

No R.S.V.P’s required
Just show up if you’d like.
Now don’t forget your Pity Pail
Hope to see you at our Pity Party tonight.