“Cheer up, love,” they say as I pass them in the street. “It may never happen.”
“Don’t look so miserable!” they complain as I fill my bags with shopping.
“Is someone being a grumpy sod?” they chuckle as I tap away at the computer.
No time for frowns. Got to look on the bright side. Smile. Smile! SMILE!
Such insistent happiness.
But it’s ok. I’ve thought of a way to satisfy them. It’s really quite simple.
Two hooks and a line of elastic that circles the back of my head.
The blood is a minor distraction.
Look who’s smiling now.
“Don’t look so miserable!” they complain as I fill my bags with shopping.
“Is someone being a grumpy sod?” they chuckle as I tap away at the computer.
No time for frowns. Got to look on the bright side. Smile. Smile! SMILE!
Such insistent happiness.
But it’s ok. I’ve thought of a way to satisfy them. It’s really quite simple.
Two hooks and a line of elastic that circles the back of my head.
The blood is a minor distraction.
Look who’s smiling now.
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