Drunken stupor

Struggling to make it up the path I fumble for my keys

Struggling to hold my kebab down I turn the key in the Lock

Struggling to open the door I begin to try and silence the alarm

Struggling to think ...... "Didn't I move from here last year?"

Struggling to remember "Oh crap - where do i live now?!!"

Struggling in my handcuffs I am arrested and taken to the station

Life is just one big struggle!

Poetry by English War Veteran aged 98
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Written on 2006-06-22 at 23:43

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English War Veteran aged 98
Well you are obviously speaking from experience!! But not to worry - the NHS will help you out - just as they did with your sex change op!! Maybe you could share that experience with us as well!!

Thankyou Enda or is it Edna?!!

Edna Sweetlove
About as funny as syphilis

in a saab , with a hurting neck with bad support .

Katherine Nwelue
This is a little bit funny toppled with the style of the writing. Nice indeed.