Year after year, so many fools,
Their nonsense is just trash,
Different jokes with each passing year,
Continuing on, without a care.
They don't think before causing pain,
Using jokes to boost their vain,
People enjoy it, finding it fun,
Making friends and laughing as one.
Foolish individuals play with emotions,
But karma's real and can bring commotions,
Every night, a feeling of sadness,
Nurturing hate, with no way to reverse.
They see others as strange and weird,
"Can I borrow a mirror?" it's absurd,
Look at themselves, those who mock,
Apologies for the stench, like a garbage truck.
Jokes can be harmless, no harm done,
Kind jokes are fine, enjoyed by everyone,
No room for hate, keep a pure mind and heart,
Avoid revenge, and all will be fine from the start.
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Pain into Poetry
Poetry"**Pain into Poetry: A Journey of Metamorphosis**" A deep metamorphosis unfolds on the pages of the book "Pain into Poetry". This book is an odyssey through the human experience, where the art of poetry develops from the crucible of pain. In the com...
