Desperate Measures Poem by Maureen Pickford

Desperate Measures



Keep your sense of humour.
For it's your one true friend.
It can stop you self- destructing
And going round the bend!

Awful things might happen.
The future may look bleak.
So stick a smile upon your face
To get you through the week!

Monday, September 26, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: future,humour
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