Can I Borrow Your Pliers
Can I borrow your pliers?
As I really want to rid myself of this ring in my nose,
How it got there nobody knows.
I am being led to places I don't want to go,
And my brain is starting to slow,
My immunity is dangerously low.
My computer is no help,
You can hear me yelp,
As I feel it gives me less control than a piece of kelp.
My chain is constantly being yanked,
By those paid to see me, pranked,
My chain preventing me from seeing them thanked.
My family are even worse off than me,
I need to tie them to a tree,
To prevent them going on a spending spree.
Can I please borrow your pliers?
So I can go to places and sites,
To find more than just fakes.
Copyright © David Smith | Year Posted 2021
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