People Poems/Funny Poems
By Josie Whitehead
The fly is but a nasty pest
Who likes to swoop and tease.
The mosquito is another one
Who’ll drink your blood with ease.
The flea? Aha – another one
Who sets out just to bite,
But human beings? What of them?
With language they can smite.
Your fellow human’s gift of speech
Can injure you inside
And if he feels that he has won
This feeds his inward pride.
These parasites are sent to peeve,
To bedevil and to irk,
But with fortitude let’s swat the lot
And then return to work.
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You're lucky if you are getting through life without meeting others who want to 'injure you inside' and are enjoying the feeling that they have won because others find what he/she is doing, funny. It's not funny at all and getting these sort of people out of your life is difficult sometimes. I've met these people, and at an early age too, but also later, sadly. Although my poem might be considered 'funny', there is an underlying message: Don't set out to hurt others. Josie