No End

The lapdog is our friend The laptop is our mend There’s no end We are trapped in a pen Maybe this is a trend We don’t need to spend However, we need to pretend We enjoy our weekend Although it’s only a bitter end When we’re at a loose end Nobody wants to understand Because they only care about the stock dividends They are our internet's friends

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Michael Whatley

Date: 8/29/2019 5:55:00 AM

Life is a seemingly unending stream of things that will come to a bitter end. Nice one, Esther, this one really got me thinking!

Esther Yau
Date: 8/30/2019 2:23:00 AM

Thank you for your feedback. Life may come to a bitter end, but we can enjoy little choices (e.g. poetry, fictions or even a smile ) on our route.