Life Unexamined

The unexamined life is great,
It means not getting up till late,
And hiding wine stains under rugs,
And drinking Coke from coffee mugs.

The unexamined life? It rules!
Don’t go to work, don’t go to school,
Don’t go where you don’t wanna go,
Just stay and play some Mario.

The unexamined life is neat,
With time enough to type, and Tweet,
And eat a sausage roll, and laugh
At YouTube’s videoed giraffe.

The unexamined life is like
A holiday, a hut, a hike,
A lovely place to sometimes go,
You wouldn’t want to live there though.

1 Comment »

  1. Admirer Said,

    May 8, 2011 @ 6:52 pm

    I love this poem so much, just remembered its existence and smiled at once!

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