Reading this now eh? Well, as a nice person i shall entertain you with a poem i just made
Oh! God, wait, i think i need a maid..
My room is so messy it's making my head ache!!
OH! Back to the poem yea sorry I'm just a little stressed...
God, little by little i think I'm getting depressed..
OH! YEA RIGHT THE POEM SORRY I FORGOT
So uhm... Flowers bloom, flowers grow, a lot.
But there's this one exceptional fellow that doesn't go with the plot
A rose, a blue rose, it didn't grow, it didn't glow.
It just appeared out of no where and stayed still, never has it once gone with the flow.
One cold night a hand found its way to the blue rose, digging underneath it finding its roots.
HOLD ON- WAIT! I JUST GOT A NOTIF FROM MY MOOTS