Victimhood
You know the place.....
Where tears fall down a saddened face!
When all they think of, is little old me!
Blind to the grown-up pain of humanity.
Where their complaint list is long as heck.
All you ponder, as a friend, is to save their neck.
These who wail for instant attention.
Sorry souls, these, should have a daily convention.
Never learned how to be a friend!!
Just cry for attention, giving others,the bends!
Find an adult who’s there at the ready.
Do not pamper victims, you must be steady!
If you get a long list of endless complaints,
Tell them, “customer service is closed”, watch them faint!
Adult babies is in no way a misnomer!
Tell them to grow up~you just hit a homer!
Congratulations!
1-16-2022
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