The fruit will grow ripe
and fall from the tree;
now people will gripe
and then eat for free.
This entry was posted on 04/03/2011 by Michelle. It was filed under QUATRAIN and was tagged with Freeloading, Poem, Poetry, Sloth.
Awesome. Ha ha ha, though true as well. Ha ha ha, *dies laughing*
05/03/2011 at 00:01
You seem to find this funny.
This piece actually makes me scratch my head(!)
05/03/2011 at 00:14
A reflection of our society at large perhaps?
07/03/2011 at 23:03
Yes. I don’t know how else to deal with this society but to be sarcastic.
07/03/2011 at 23:26
Sad, but true. Our only weapons left are bit of wit and sarcasm. Although if you think about it, I guess we’re still lucky that we can be sarcastic about it. I dunno.
08/03/2011 at 14:47
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