What can be worse than this
What fate can be worse than this
That she’s there, mood too, but not rain.
And a luck far worse than this--
I reach, wait, she misses the bus.
What kind of justice be this--
Bliss but to her, banes to bless me.
Come to kiss me, O my fate,
Wish my hard luck a hideous hell.
If not, change thy loaded dice,
Relieve my luck from its ill lease.
But then, whose fate is so fair?
To get the juice one has to squeeze.
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Tongue-in-cheek |15.07.2026 | fate, justice, kiss, luck, rain, couplets,
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