Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Platypuses, Dust Bunnies, and Everything Else That’s Love

Love is such a disgusting emotion
To their fortune, platypuses do not have to feel
Their feathers were not meant for the potion
That seeps through veins, making us reel
Dust bunnies, on the other hand
Share us human’s disdain
Commonality for the creatures of land
Happiness we all feign
I would prefer to be the frog
Kissed by so many
Croak a lovely song
And make use of others’ stupidity
Love is such a delightful emotion
As long as it is not I who has to bear it
I and my platypus will leave behind commotion
In search of a thick, juicy steak

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