Moods

Doomeritis

I’ve come down with some kind of “itis”

From dealing with doomer detritus;

It just lately appeared

And it makes me feel weird:

I guess I’ve got doomeritis.

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My Dismal Place

Viewing this mess in totality

With unemotional neutrality

Might help us to face

What’s in doom’s dismal place

(Which BTW looks like reality).

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Why I Am A Doomer

I tend to be kind of depressed,

But doom picks me up when I’m stressed:

Its mood’s not so fine,

But it’s better than mine,

So it gets me back feeling my best.

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It’s Easier When You Are Old

Old age, while sometimes a curse,

Makes doom seem less strange and perverse:

Things that once worked O.K.

Get fucked up every day,

And tomorrow is looking still worse.

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These Are The Good Old Days

Make hay while the weather is sunny,

Make jokes, and maybe some money;

‘Cause one of these days

We’ll run out of delays,

And this dying thing won’t be so funny.