You Can Lose Your Shit Tomorrow

When life twits you and, lickety-split, spits you into orbit, makes you feel like a misfit

When it leaves you nothing but a quick wit that is unfit to transmit, let alone admit, what your inner hypocrite doesn’t permit

When holy writ is nothing but a counterfeit or a dark pit

Then all you can do is quit and sit

Or grit your teeth and commit to your own tool kit

Refit yourself bit by itsy-bitsy bit

And tell yourself that

Tomorrow you can lose your shit

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