The Constitution of Sadness

Life seemed rather bleak The grey skies to him did speak Of a better world Somewhere, but not here He was thought of with smiles Always a good word A Laugh or two Who the hell thought, inside was all blue He dressed up one day As a gigantic peanut Of to the circus he did go Knowing his fate, he paid at the gate An elephant’s eye lit up A dessert finally of size He ate the gigantic peanut The skies have now turned gaily blue They say committing suicide is nuts This irony is that it turned out to be true The coroner took care, waiting and waiting At the elephants end, for suicides revenge As the dark and despondent man quite frankly Had such a shitty termination The smell of sadness Hangs in the air