>Mr Skelly comes into the surgery
>People keep calling him a tripfag
>Has no income due to losing his job
>Suffering an ever deeper depression
>Wants me to give him something to live for
>Give him a lethal dose of morphine instead
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He actually did it, the mad man.
>Mr Shipman can you please help me
>I've been feeling worthless alot lately
>I've just lost my job and I'm hated by all
>And my quality of life's starting to fall
>I need something to make me feel worth
>A pill or something. I don't know about this stuff.
>he thought for a second then eyes lit up in glee
>he headed to a door. "Be back in a jiffy!"
>when he returned he didn't have anything new
>or so it seemed. "What are we going to do?"
>"Hush, Mr Skelly, and give me your arm."
>I felt uneasy at first but dear Harold had charm
>He brought out a needle and with a slight grin
>he said "For a second or two this may sting."
>I felt my head spin. I felt very sleepy
>that's when the realisation hit me
>the harmless needle in my arm, enbed
>contained a lethal dose of morphine, instead
I tried
>>27662114
OP here, I'm proud of you.
Did you see the other poem?
https://desustorage.org/r9k/thread/27469369/
>>27662159
Thanks OP
And I did see that one. Sang it to a tune similar to "so long and thanks for all the fish"
Keep doing what you're doing
>>27662114
excellent effort