I realize that my most recent posts have been a bit on the dark side (not the one from Star Wars, but the depressing one.) So in an attempt to lighten things up a bit, I present to you: Kangaroo Jumpsuit. Enjoy.
I am but a kangaroo in a jumpsuit.
I try to be wild and free, but alas, I am just me.
I have no family and my best friend just died; and although I tried, I never cried.
My tail is broken and I can no longer lean back on it, like kangaroos like to do.
My pouch has a hole in it, and my kangaroo belongings keep falling out. I ask you, what’s the point of being a ‘roo?
So I take off my jumpsuit and walk to the ledge; to the edge of the ledge over there by the hedge.
And now it is the end for me, I wish I was a Walabee.
ah crap, i did it again. maybe tomorrow will be a brighter day.