Spunkless Poems | Examples

Do You Sometimes Feel This Way?

Hebetudinous life slipping away,
With the tick tock of the clock
Killing me every disgruntling second, 
Of every bloody hour of every day

This preposterous plague of sadness
Prohibiting my pleasures 
Dictating the dose strength of my badness
In its self-contradictory unbalanced measures

Do we have to live this way?...

We suppose to have an equal balance of choices…
In life
Not a spunkless ride on an emotionally, impetuous,
Inconsolable, nagging wife

Or numbed in a repetitive dull pointless job
In the pursuit of happiness being over worked under paid
While the credit crunch rides cataclysmic waves and we say “No Prob”
Can’t even come home and release the stress, oversexed under laid

The morbid thought of attaining lottery success
Just so we can shaft the misses and work place
I suppose those that have is bliss I must confess
To pull down your pants, bend over and say “in your face”
 
Hmmmm

The Hebetudinous life slipping away,
With the tick tock of the clock
Killing me every disgruntling second, 
Of every bloody hour of every day