So Much Nothing

So people asked me what we did
On our week long vacation;
And I said, “We did nothing,”
And those same folks show frustration —

“You must have done, well, something.
And you just don’t want to say –”
But I swear, we did nothing, for
We like it best that way

For I say nothing is a thing
There’s plainly nothing wrong with —
For so much nothing is enough
For us to get
Along with

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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