Woolyloach - 10 October 2012 09:31 AM
It’s cold and damp
I have a cramp
The coffee’s gotten cold,
My lunch is dry
I’m gonna cry
The sandwich has grown mold!
The bus was packed
My brain is cracked
I think I’ll move to Nome,
I’m tired and cold
And DAMN I’m old
I’ll pack up and go home! 
Another day
Has gone astray
And nothing’s very clear,
I sit and work
Just like a jerk
I sure could use a beer!
Philosophize
With bloodshot eyes
On predigested pap,
It’s best ignored
Because I’m bored
I’m going to take a nap! 
So more complaints
With won’ts or ain’ts
I could just post a pile,
A Twitter too
And Facebook true
Should only take a while!
But then the thread
Might end up dead
As dragons ate the lot,
A breath of flame
And whose to blame?
It’s gotten boiling hot! 
Hehe complaining couplets are double trouble. Meh is cold here today, and grey like the inside of my brain, which is feeling a bit like lukewarm porridge 