O’ Joy O’ laughter
Hop sky high and brighter
For beseech is your happiness’s lighter
So never fade down for less, get whiter.
O’Cry O’ Sadness
Why not regain your meekness
Don’t worry if folks call you weakness
It’s all for the best nevertheless
Perfect example of a regret monger
Dig the pit for your tomb while it lingers
Till you see a ghost bite his fingers
Eyes are set on the mantle with fain
yet marrow within the bone takes no gain
the inner cell clogged up in chains
We hope the sky unleash the rain
Day in day out you gain fitness
Why don’t you mud in weariness
For the list of victims are so endless
Hope crushed, whilst timeless!
Why make vanity your wife
Wife that strikes you up with an iron knife
knife that bleeds you up in strife
till everything in a jiffy turns a rife!
I cry… I cry…