There Ain't No Happy Chappie Like Me
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Some drink their way to paradise
Gulp down whole bottles
And indulge in the bliss and blur of life
But there ain’t no Happy Chappie like me!
They endure needles
Temporary pain as the prelude
To extraordinary delight
But there ain’t no Happy Chappie like me!
Counting pills
Calories
And orgasms...
But hey, I’m telling ya
That there ain’t no Happy Chappie like me!
So ask me once more
Why I’m always content?
If I ever have a bad day?
Why my face never changes?
And my jokes never seize?
Since there isn’t and there ain’t
No smoky haze around me...
It’s because I’m flying
I’m high
From watching your
Free fall
All of you
Wasting hours
Wasting everything
Wasting you.
So, yes
I’m tipsy
I’m intoxicated
My sanity is all used up
I’m through!
I’ll laugh
And dance
And chime and play
Cause I’m naturally drunk
inebriated and woo-hoo-hoo!
On this and every other day.
Baudelaire said it
And baby, because of it
I’m telling ya again
It’s true!
There ain’t no Happy Chappie like me!
© Maja Dezulovic 2011
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The photos reveal a Happy Chappie. Nice blending of words.
Oh how i do love Marvin Gaye, sorry, i was lost in the music. About your poetry, I know many need alcohol and drugs to live in this mixed up world. I feel for them. I could feel that you are a Happy Chappie. Me too. YEA
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HattieMattieMae Level 7 Commenter 10 months ago
Yes happy oblivion! Only when you ever wake up from the hang over your not so happy anymore! :) lol