Another Italian Sonnet!
I swear one of these days I'll be good at rhyming!
I look for new work every day,
But the job markets in a state of decline.
My prospects are looking quite grey,
But it kind of seems pointless to whine.
The world is just getting worse,
The economy is on the verge of collapse.
I should get a job driving a hearse,
I feel the depression will relapse.
There's signs that society's starting to unravel.
Fuck it! It's the world I'm going to go travel!
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