I’ve just read today’s paper
It’s full of doom and gloom
Murders, killing, destruction, death
Children being groomed
Headlines blare out constantly
SEX FIEND IS EXPOSED
There’s so much negativity
(The paper I have closed)
Why can’t I read, enjoy myself
With lots of humour, rife?
Instead of being subjected to
This gutter side of life?
Humour don’t sell papers….
Oh…
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That is such a powerful question! Why can’t we?