The Voice of THE DEPARTMENT
In my dream...
I hear the woman's voice, harsh, distinctive
Well, you certainly are in trouble now.
But, it wasn't my fault, they made me do it...
That's no excuse!
The Department of Universal Greyness
Have had their eye on you
For some time now...
YOU-HAVE-BEEN-MAKING-PEOPLE-LAUGH
DELIBERATELY
Go on, deny it...
How can I deny it/ You know I do it...
IT-HAS-GOT-TO-STOP-IMMEDIATELY...
And if I don't?
Then the Department of Universal Greyness
Will remove laughter from your heart...
Never again will you run barefooted
Listen to music
Play the guitar
Read a book
Smile at a pretty girl
Smell a Spring flower
Feed a sparrow
Sing a love song...
NEVER-NEVER-NEVER-NEVER-NEVER...
The alarm clock goes off...
Oh, you poor darling, were you dreaming...
The woman at my side thinks I have gone strange
But when I start to laugh
She begins to giggle...
Again, the punctuation and the spacing are Fred's. We used to critique each other's creative writing at college, but I wouldn't presume to do that now.
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