For National Poetry Day 2018

Bother all the silly things that make you feel like poo.
Bother all the mindless, stupid things you have to do.
Bother too the things that make you want to try the pills,
Or medicate with smokey amber sips from whiskey stills.
Bother this and bother that, and bother all that crap,
I’m going to sit and watch TV, and idly stroke the cat.