Back From Holiday Poem by tiyler durden
Back From Holiday
Back from holiday
I had a great time
Now I am back here with a moan
Back to the grind stone
I spent a week
With my mum and dad
Drinking like a little lad
Getting beat at pool
with my dad
Sitting and chatting
with my mum
playing cards
and acting dumb
Now I sit in my khaki cube
all full of the holiday blues
All full of doom and gloom
After holiday blues is no good news
Hey Tiyler, can you draw comics? Or do you know anyone who can? Your poems would be a terrific accompaniment to a dark comic book about a guy who is always depressed and moaning, sitting in his khaki cube, etc. I don't mean to make light of you, but I think it could be an existential sort of cartoon with dark humor. You could exaggerate how bad things are. Maybe it could be called 'Gloom.' I mean, if we can't laugh at our own situations, then we're REALLY sunk. Just a thought.
I think your holiday with your parents sounds wonderful Tiyler. I agree with Charles, you're very lucky! Sincerely, Mary
at least you had some fun others never a taste of good times forever blue, despair constant continual, heart crushed hopes dashed doom in every breath a fine poem
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I would like to translate this poem
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5/2/2024 9:47:58 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Your back thats good news man, dave