Title : Your job
Are you an engineer?
Cause you know your limitations.Maybe a philosopher?
Asking me hard - basic questions.More like a trained doctor,
Restored my dreadful heart from death.How about a policeman?
Tried to steal your heart but I fret.You talk like a scientist,
Understanding all things with gasps.You look like a weird hunter.
I fell for your tricky wild trapsYou may be a great pilot
But will you stop driving me crazy?An accountant huh?
You perfectly balanced me.You should've been a fair teacher.
At once, I comprehend what I'd pick.I guess you are my own lawyer.
I'd love to be your convict.You're missing out, I'll make this fun.
Work. Work. Work. You're doing it all.But if you need another one,
My love, just give me a call.
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Kat's Yarns of Thoughts
PoetryKat's Yarns of Thoughts consist of different poems I wrote everytime I felt deep emotions.