Peculiar Mess (Penkelemes)

It’s the seventh year after college.
No Jobs like Steve, no house to live,
No earnings to make life a living,
No wife to cook you sweet porridge.

Your life to suffering was mortgage.
Success, a faith you can’t believe.
No lexicon to give life Meaning.
To otiosity you engage

In school, You read course without knowledge.
Driving life, no license to give,
Debts around walls like pictures hanging.
Seems e’er like a
Happy marriage

It’s the seventh year after college
No Jobs like Steve, no house to live.
No earnings to make life a living.
No wife to cook you sweet porridge.

Tochi