When Shit Stops Being Fun

Buddy had an upset stomach.

A friggin headache.

He could not shake.

But wake and bake

Would shine a light on.

And then, with time gone

He could navigate

What could often take

The worst route

That a crow would fly

Make a Buddy cry.

And yet, few ask why…

Where’s Happy?

Barry Williams http://barry-williams.com/blog

Much of what I write will be quite understandable to insane folks.

The rest will be, uh, less understandable...

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