If I could decipher intent behind words
I think that I’d find my life much less absurd
And rather than seeking out holes full of rabbits
I’d simply get on and have time for good habits
Instead of computing hypotheses (guess)
I’d have mind for sleeping and stay awake less
I wouldn’t attempt to emojis decode
Instead I could clean up my humble abode
And rather than adding up hours unanswered
I’d take time to get some new skills fully mastered
But woe is to me who knows not to what think
I’ll just wallow up here and my evidence link
Till somehow I still come to a wrong conclusion
And seek out another false hope filled solution
27 - Note on the Prior Poem
There once was a fella named Patrick
Link to original
Whose poem was made to sound lovesick
But you should suspect
He cranks up the effect
‘Cause poetry’s better dramatic