Here's a poem I am about to write:---
if
By Jake Sharon
I could waffle back and forth
Between what I did and didn't do
I could regret my past
And fret the future
And get IBS too.
The world is full of love
And possibility
So embrace the odd
And squeeze its buns
And love everything you see.
Cause if I take a sec
And enjoy what is here
The robots surgically carving me
Won't cause as much fear.
Crap! Get me off this spaceship!
Look what they did to my face!
That's not where my pelvis goes!
Pubes on my forehead!
I'm a monster! I'm Quasimodo's ugly bastard child!
Somebody save me!
Live in the moment.
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Well, that's my poem.
Bye! I'm Jake!
