I hate real life.
It tends to get in the way.
I have important things to do.
Like nap.
Write poetry.
Snack.
But, no.
Real life.
Ugh.
I may nap anyway.
After I write this poem.
I hate real life.
It tends to get in the way.
I have important things to do.
Like nap.
Write poetry.
Snack.
But, no.
Real life.
Ugh.
I may nap anyway.
After I write this poem.
It’s like you just “throw” words down – love it…
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