Isn't Life Groovy Poem by Roger Gerald Hicks
Isn't Life Groovy
Don'cha love it
when you lock
your car door-
and the key's
still in the
ignition?
Don'cha love it
when you notice
your fly's open
and you don't
know
for how long?
Don'cha love it
when you've been
passed over and
your new boss
calls you in,
says:Teach me
the ropes.
Don'cha love it when
you find
your perfect mate.
You two make
the sweetest music.
She's everything- except
for the herpes?
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