Perhaps It Is My Curse

Perhaps it is my curse
But on looking into a humorous verse
Often hidden in it’s depths I see
A deep sadness staring at me.

I think of a poet named Jayne
Who, while drunk on champagne
Wrote a humorous rhyme
To pass the time.
Then for fun, blew out her brain.

(The Jayne in the above is purely ficticious).

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