Only too often do I see bickering about
Trivalities, the voices of bumbling louts;
A gargantuan supply of idiocy abounds,
Round after round of pestering sounds;
Optimistically I aspire to explore and seek
Whatever it is that made us all so weak;
I came upon this one fellow, preaching like a demigod,
He invoked my rage, that ignorant clod;
After I've had my way with him,
All of his lights went dim;
He crumpled to the ground, that moronic lump,
So I took his emaciated body to the county dump;
A suitable place for him, I know,
Having dealt society such a terrible blow;
He most certainly was a blight,
Needless to say, I slept little that night;
I would be deceiving you
If I said that this menace never ran anew;
Relentlessly visiting me in my attempted slumber,
Endlessly knocking me with a block of lumber;
I begged, “Please don't interrupt my sleep,
You invoke thoughts so unfathomably deep.”;
I visited the tavern for assistance
And shelled out my meager subsistence;
Fooled by a controlled substance I was, expecting help,
Jack Daniels didn't care enough to yelp;
Debilitated by recurring guilt,
Many glasses of melancholy are spilled;
I feel it is time to join that departed man,
A shocking and ironic plan;
Consuming pills upon pills of Xanax,
Never so deeply had I begun to relax;
Here I am, no longer present;
Though my actions I do resent.