Gee thanks, but I’m good – A limerick

No, I won’t go scuba diving,

No, I won’t go clubbing or jiving

The water is deep and I can’t swim

The club is crowded and the lights are dim

This entire world seems rather conniving

No treks for me, I’m pretty clear

Fruit juice please, I’ll skip the beer

The hill is steep and I might fall

The beer will kill me in the longer haul

This entire world seems rather queer

No pets for me, for they might bite

No cheese please, I’m on an eternal diet

The cat is a creep, the dog is a liability

Cheese will lead to a weight calamity

This entire world seems far from bright

No cars or bikes, nor will I fly

Cigars and hookahs I will not try

Planes and trains are bound to crash

Cigarettes produce a ton of ash

This entire world seems to want to die

Now I’m squatting in my grave

For some more life, I still do crave

I wanna go back and pet a Lab

Drink and dine, put on some flab

My next life, I’ll be a f**king knave

My next life, I’ll be a f**king knave

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