The day has come around again,
When jokes and pranks are okay,
It's funny to you
You think you're the smart one;
Thinking you've won
But who's won really?
How long has it been?
Does it matter what day it is?
It's always the same.
But how would you feel,
If everyday you were the fool,
It's not funny
On the other side
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I've been watching you closely,
Monitoring your moves,
It's me that wins mostly,
But you can give me a try
I'm sly and I'm fast,
You can't deny,
That when it comes to pranks,
You don't even come close
But I don't know what I'd do,
If you quit your attempts,
I'd miss our banter, our fights
There'd be no fun in today
As crazy as it sounds,
I know it's not what I usually say,
I'm usually mean, usually spiteful
But I wouldn't anticipate
Today; April 1st
If you weren't here
To make me laugh
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YOU ARE READING
The Journey
PoetryHey guys, I've decided to publish an anthology, not necessarily based on my own experience, but my collected thoughts and ideas. I'm putting out a poem a day. I hope you enjoy it..
