A Poem in Honor of My Dog’s Memory (and various other things that piss me off)

So my dog died today and I wrote a poem in her memory. But first, a brief word of warning: the following contains copious amounts of foul language. If you’re someone who’s offended by such things, I wouldn’t recommend reading on. If not, fuck it, enjoy!

Life Can Go Fuck Itself Sometimes

Life can go fuck itself sometimes,
Life can shove it straight up its ass,
Raining shit day and night,
Till you can’t bear to fight,
And the whiskey just makes the time pass.

Life can go fuck itself sometimes,
Life can eat a big bag of dicks,
Your job steals your soul,
Then your wife takes your roll,
And you’re left all alone with jack shit.

Life can go fuck itself sometimes,
Life can choke out till its blue,
Some say life is great,
But those assholes I hate,
They can go fuck themselves too.

Life can go fuck itself sometimes,
Life can go wreck its new Vette,
Your girlfriend moved on,
With a douchebag named Vaughan,
And left you with a big pile of debt.

Life can go fuck itself sometimes,
Life can smack it’s face in some walls,
Life’s a relentless prick,
Needs a big punch in the dick,
Or at least a swift kick in the balls.

Life can go fuck itself sometimes,
Life needs its ass beat like a punk,
Picked up a girl in a bar,
Went back to her car,
And now you’ve got sores on your junk.

Life can go fuck itself sometimes,
Life will fuck you ready or not,
You get a few fun-filled years,
Many more drenched in tears,
And for the rest of all time you will rot.

Life can go fuck itself sometimes,
Life can go fuck itself through,
Life can go fuck itself sometimes,
And if you piss me off, so can you!

Dan Meadows is a writer living on the banks of the Chesapeake Bay. Follow him on Twitter @watershedchron

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  1. Sorry to hear about your dog.

    I enjoyed this poem, especially the last stanza.

    Heather


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