I’m bored,
I don’t want a surfboard.
 
Is there anything to do around here?
Heaven of boredom, I fear.

Everyday I pray,
That the next day wouldn’t be as boring as today.

Computer games?
Heck, I could even rattle of the programmer’s names.

What about the piano?
Well, I’d prefer a Lamborghini Diablo.

I want to be where the life is!
The next chance that comes I won’t miss.

Bring on that cape,
Don’t forget something to cover my nape.

I have an idea!
Something which cropped up earlier.

Let’s go to where the fun is,
The revelry would just be as in Paris.

Then it’s settled,
Don’t forget my shotgun that is double barrelled.

Hurtling through the skies,
Ignoring all the lies.

A journey long and tiring,
Soon, crying would be what he’ll be doing.

I’ve reached this place,
Gawd, look at all the space.

Beware o’ the demons of disappointment,
Do not stray beyond this embankment.

What danger could befall me?
I’m safe as far as I can see.

And so he walked off to explore,
Eager to find out what’s in store.

Sigh, what a pity,
Just have to hope for the best in this grim reality.