horace, do you have anything comforting to say in these hard times?

boarofthenorth100:

Boar’s Is Not So Good With Words

Poem’s Sound Like Spoiled Curds

Much Better At Lifting Truck

Not Some Wordly Monkey Fuck

But Listen Well Open You’r Ear

Your Discus World Will Not End Here

Boar Has Seen It In The Fire

Life Lyes Beyond This Goopy Mire

Skies Look Dark And Things’ Are Grim

But Horace Asks You Listen Him

Keep Chin High And Sadness Low

Boar Walk’s With You To Were You Go

Tapir Blesses You With The Shape

Your Even Help’d By Fucking Ape

Time Is Orbed It Is Shaped Round

More Good Times Are Soon Abound