Why should I keep you? Dame
Why? Wha!! You think my thinking is Lame...
To be some boot for your foots,
Occasionally used...
One of the displays in your cabinet of muse.
Funny! No, I don't want to be such a mute.
Why? What? Did I hear it right?
Am I a rare loot? >> <<
Whaut? Not me >, ,< ....
What da you meean ...
It's Your Time~
Not Funny~~
What a snob you are, my foot.
Dude. Get shot.
For I really do not care.
Wha!! You dare me?
Truth, I used to,
Like Social, I was used to, I remember using mumble.
It was the source of my discord.
Without any info for my muse too,
And found the clock ticking, I should have
Made a lot of use too.
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PoetryAn Escape! Not the First! I know won't be the last. But this one was fruitful. Cover Image by Toa Heftiba https://unsplash.com/@heftiba