Futility Is My Middle Name
futility is my middle name
when I try not to be part of the game
as my muse refuses to budge
unless I feed it some tasty fudge,
all this fuss is getting old
so I decide to pinch it and be bold,
yelling put your thinking hat on
and quit being a stubborn con,
if you do not oblige I'll kick you out,
and eat all the fudge without a shout
February 5, 2018
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