So you want me to sink my lips into
poetry?
To make you feel like you're never so
lonely?
You want something you can connect with
and enjoy.
Like a child playing with his favourite
toy.
Well no. I refuse. I wont write like a
whore,
What you have now is plenty, why do you
want more?
Most things I write are usually not
long. Yes,
I'm witty, I'm clever, but your
opinions are wrong.
This poetry is irony of the highest
regard,
Use of weak rhymes like a middle-ages
bard.
I'm making this shit up as I go along.
And if you think it's good, well I'm
sorry,
You're wrong.
See? My stuff isn't witty, clever or
even sly.
It means nothing, makes no point.
Yet people like it - Why?!
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