I am, for all casual observations, a good person
you are a loathesome wretched waste of time
i am, mostly generous and kindhearted
you are sin personified, and pooly at that
see here's the problem
that doesn't work
the negative is always stronger
you can't think normal sane rational
good thoughts about yourself
when you are battling depression
i've tried it for years
the negative is always stronger
so the remedy would seem to be
increase the intensity of the positive statements
dumb assed fumbling dopefeind
I AM GOD'S FINEST CREATION
miserable self absorbed cretin
I AM THE MASTER OF DESTINY
this isn't much better
soon there would be followers
and of course all the tax exemption papers
or if not all went bad
could be that entertaining homeless guy
that every one has water cooler chatter about
so my idea is to mimic an oxygen sensor
it finds it's balance in extremes
no perfection
only RICH and LEAN
it relays these signals
to the 'brain'
which makes corrections
in fuel delivery
until it has reached an average
or would that be mean?
now all i have to do
is cycle at 120ps
think anyone would notice?
maybe only under florescent?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem