Fuck. (#14-21)

A collection of faux-depressing poetry by Denny and Eva.

I swear I'm not lazy,
Not slacking on the sly.
Tired of giving pretense
When the boss walks on by.
Run out of things to check,
And no emails arrive.
There's no work to do,
But I need money to survive!!
Fuck.14


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Are you joking with me?
Fuck.15

Fuck. (#9-13)

A collection of faux-depressing poetry by Denny and Eva.

The bus just left

I'm out of breath

I tried to chase

It got away.

Fuck.9

Got shampoo, got soap
To scrub out all fouls
But of all things, why'd I
Forget to bring a towel?
Fuck.10

Fuck. (#1-8)

A collection of faux-depressing poetry by Denny and Eva.

[10:24:09 PM] Denny-♪.: gotta
[10:24:11 PM] Denny-♪.: put them together
[10:24:14 PM] Denny-♪.: in a tiny ebook
[10:24:17 PM] Eva: yes
[10:24:25 PM] Denny-♪.: THe little book of fuck
[10:24:30 PM] Denny-♪.: situations where one says fuck.


Round and round,
The fabrics play.
What could go wrong?
It’s laundry day.
But alas—hopes and linen alike fade.
A hoodie’s string has gone astray.
Fuck.1


Oh cookie round
oh cookie great
Oh grandest cookie on my plate

I did no harm, I did no ill
why won't you fit inside my milk?
Fuck.2


A drip,
a drop.
I slept, so I thought.
I lay, in bed.
I wouldn't move I said.
My dreams, they flee
I really need to pee.
Fuck.3


O trustworthy friend,
O colleague, o pal,
That hath borrowed my book,
And returned it now.
So glad it’s not lost;
My faith is relit.
But what is this?
You dog-eared this shit?!
Fuck.4


I tried my best, gave all I gave.

My laptop crashed.

...

Forgot to save

Fuck.5

I'm stuck, I'm trapped.
Forever in this hole.
I glanced, I gasped.

An empty toilet roll.
Fuck.6


Oh breakfast please,
I need you most.
I cannot eat
this soggy toast.
Fuck.7


An outfit nice,

An outfit plain.

A nice white shirt

But then it rained.

Fuck.8