Monday, June 3, 2013

Bad Laugh

I hear your laugh across a crowded room
It's like a small rodent, choking to death
your voice seems as loud as a sonic boom
I wince as you sigh with each passing breath

Someone makes a joke and the whole group laughs,
but after a lull, the rodent chokes on
I dread comical meetings of our paths
for fear I will meet your disgusting song

I dare not make a sly comment or joke
every time that we two are together
for I think that this hamster snorting coke
is a sound I cannot bear to weather.

I should count myself lucky I suppose
that a mere one day a week you impose

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