I Dine with Idiots
I dine with idiots, I dine with them.
Every time I sit on my dining table
Alone, I hear them as distant voices,
as distant but clear vehicular sounds.
It's especially annoying, it could even be unsound.
But to the perpetrator, it seems they're intent
To disturb, to annoy, to obstruct, to derail.
But why? Why doesn't matter anymore apparently
Because they're relentless, hell-bent on doing
whatever their Mission is, as it feels like a mission
To destroy the very essence of my Comfort, my Solace.
One day, when I am no longer here
Sitting, Eating Alone;
Let these Words be a reminder of how Ruinous
The non-neighbors were; as they're clearly not my neighbors.
These are passers-by, Observers, Intruders;
My unintended Cross in life. I have no justification
For their Existence, for their unwanted Company.
I dine with Idiots Everyday with Every Meal.
Envious as they may sound and appear to be;
My only consolation is I hope they Die the Same.
No More Happy Meals from me.
As the One "single-handedly raising the Economy",
And you still want to Wage War against Me; I say
🌞☀️🌞 Fuck The Philippines ☀️🌞☀️
(How's that for a Real, Honest to Goodness Tourism Slogan?)
They paid P47M for a disastrous and misleading Tourism Ad Campaign
which includes this Logo.
I did mine in less than 10 minutes and
it's l o v e l y and it’s f r e e ! 😊 You're all Welcome!
As the commoner might say, it's a PotFuck!
Meaning, you can bring your own Fuck everybody!
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