A co-worker told me,
When you have a lemon, make lemonaide.
I tried that. I squeezed the lemon.
The juice squirted in my eye.
Now I have a eye infection.
I hate positive people.
My wife encouraged me,
Always look at the bright side.
I tried that. I stared into the light.
I ended up burning my retina.
The dark side is less painful.
I hate positive people.
My therapist ordered me,
March to your own drum beat.
I tried that. I beat the drum all night.
My neighbor called the police on me.
The officer suggested I try a flute.
I hate positive people.
My neighbor intructed me,
To understand someone, walk a mile in their shoes.
I tried that. Ever walk a mile in high heels?
Now I'm a mile away from my home.
And I lost my shoes.
I hate positive people.
A friend advised me,
If at first you don't succeed, try again.
I've decided to try parachute jumping.
Wish me luck.
Now, where is that rip chord?
I hate positive people.
Hahaha! Some time crying over little problems help, however negative it may be considered! Enjoyed the poem. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My neighbor intructed me - instructed? Am I too positive so will be regarded as negative by you... haha