by Chris Williams
(Sommerville, Victoria, Australia)

Oh why does pain have to come these days,
and it comes in so many different ways,
from punches, kicks, words and pictures,
and the fast thrown ball from a bad aimed pitcher,
I wish it would all go away,
a special painkiller, just one a day,
then we are filled with happiness and glee,
and our lives we'll live as happy as can be

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