I was talking with a friend about the issue I’m having with the person from yesterday’s poem. He philosophically observed, “You can’t fix stupid.” This is commonly accepted wisdom, but it got me thinking. This poem came from that. Enjoy!

You Can’t Fix Stupid

“You can’t fix stupid.” so they say,

I tell you that’s not true,

You only need a hammer and,

A spare decade or two.

Some good “percussive maintenance” can,

Repair most anything,

When it comes to stupid though,

You’ll need a hefty swing.

No gentle tap or firmer rap,

Is going to meet your aim,

A solid thump or ten I hear,

Will surely change their game.

That’s why you need the twenty years,

Most just won’t understand,

That is the price that you must pay,

When anger guides your hand.

Just go and play some violent game,

Or watch John Wick again,

To safely vent your anger and,

Clear stupid from your brain.

Cheers,