Eye Gunk
When we wake each morning
We're blessed with this stuff called “eye gunk”
Annoying as it is we are all blessed with it
Pretty sure animals aren't afflicted
If they were they would scratch their eyeballs
With their claws and scream bloody murder
Can you imagine the excruciating pain
This would cause unbearable discomfort to say the least
The only way to avoid the pain altogether
Is to curl up in the prenatal position and die
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2023
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