By B.K.
Date: 2018 Sep 30
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C’est si bon si bon

I am so old
I remember
Too much...stuff
Silly cream puff
The good news
Is that I cut it off
Quite a while back
Yet somehow
It keeps up to snuff
Flip following me
Like a black cat
Shadowing me
In and out
Over and about
Hear me loud
You sneaky shroud
Stop your ghasttly ways
Such tricky horseplay
Neigh neigh
Get off your nasty dark cloud
Quit haunting my house
What is your spiel
Do you not you think
It is so time to get real


the thirtieth day of september twenty eighteen