"Body (of mine)"

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"Dear Sir,
Its been forever and a while,
I noticed you've switch it and
Trying to be more versatile
Isn't that great but sad is finna be your case.

Dear Sir
You thought you ate
But you can't seem to clean a plate or even pick up a rake
Aren't you a silly  mistake?

Dear Sir,
Your words make me wonder,
As my body, continues to slumber.
Waiting to be awaken by your little whisper or some loud ass thunder.

Dear Sir,
I thought we address the rumour.
That you're not Mr. Popular but only a quiet loner?
Oh I can't wait to see you to slap yourself sooner.

Dear Sir,
Please refrain from any more chatter.
I just realize you haven't responded so it doesn't matter?
Or rather
we fall by the way side
Extinguishing our pride
And holding our heads held,

High?"

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