poetry spiked my tea

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poetry spiked my tea ( a true tale of woe-be-me )




poetry spiked my tea

so i'm flightier than thee

aye & now i can see

our world quite differently


what once was seen as bland

it is now somehow quite grand

with my quilled pen in hand

my friends don't understand


they assume i'm a loon

a twat bored-mad by the moon

poetry spiked my tea

( i hope it wears-off soon )

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