Considering A Gas Oven

Not so long ago gassing yourself
was a popular way to go
if you wanted to be dead.
Crouch in front of the oven.

Open it up. Put in your head.
Its lethal breath would soon
sort you out. With gas it was easy.
Anyway, mine’s electric.

But no, things are not that bad.
I was in the bedroom.
I turned on the TV.
There was a movie. A comedy.

And I began to laugh.
And I thought, ‘There you are,
you can still do it.
You can still laugh.’

And, guess what? I’ve not
touched the booze all day.
I might have a glass.
To celebrate. Life’s a gas!

Life's A Gas

Gas works no longer