Friday Morning
Friday morning, the weather is fine
Obsessed dogs are all around, waiting for mine
Some of them had sleepless night
Did not want to draw me out of their sight
Confined in my room, since halfway midnight
Waiting for chance to make my flight
Puppets are waiting all the way around
Some here on high, some on the ground
For some money or any favor
They're asked to come here full of fervor
I would not mine if they took my picture
If they would just ask me nicely, I'm sure
But bad intention, I strongly condemn
For, I have no grudge or ill will towards them
If it's their job, they better find new
For, karma is real, it's proven as true
September 1, 2023
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