Short Poem

Obligatory photo of shop kittie inspecting transformers while I try to get work done.

They say I’m too emotional
I’d best learn more forbying

For when I’ve wrote a sad li’l prose
I can not stop my crying!

I’ll read the words I just have wrote
my thoughts are there a-lighting!
It pulls me right into that page
I’m trapped by my own writing!

It’s like I’m there inside the page
I’m part of what was written.
And like a snake was hiding there
my heart got strangely bitten!

They say I’m too emotional
I’d best learn more forbying

But I myself would rather be
alive than live a dying!

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