Lithium Disorder
Eunice tried to break the cycle;
caught again, hunched at the plug,
charging up the unicycle.
Many thought it rather strange,
but as for me, I simply shrugged.
Anxious, she, about its range.
Ignorant, this thief, methinks..
Like a whisper, off this thug,
had she known it was a Lynx.
Now she's truly living large,
daydreams oft of lightning bugs
in a cell with brand new charge.
Copyright © Jeff Kyser | Year Posted 2024
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