Who stole my sense of humour?
The vandal Fate?
I pick it up
in little bits,
scarred pieces
of a broken cup.
Each small smile
I put together.
When the last piece fits
I’ll laugh forever.
Smile
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Who stole my sense of humour?
The vandal Fate?
I pick it up
in little bits,
scarred pieces
of a broken cup.
Each small smile
I put together.
When the last piece fits
I’ll laugh forever.
*hands you the superglue* Well, I kin hardly wait for you to reconstruct said shattered…cup, did you say? Laughter’s the best medicine, they say, and generally less expensive than otherwise.