Someday we’ll have peace on Earth.
Someday lemons will be sweet.
Someday men might just give birth
And there’ll be no character limit to what you can tweet.
Someday congress will banter politely
Instead of picking a bone.
Someday you’ll get eight hours of sleep nightly,
And a girl will go to the bathroom alone.
Someday governments won’t be so crappy,
And perhaps they will fix all the roads.
Someday the world will embrace and be happy,
Eight minutes before the sun explodes.
The Daily Travesty 
Reblogged this on Narcissism. Grief. Recovery. Yiddishkeit. and commented:
Humor to lighten the load. I wish it were from me, but it isn’t. Enjoy.
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I read this poem daily because it makes me laugh out loud.
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Maybe I should too… 🙂
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