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MY BED OF DISCOMFORT

I can’t stay clear of you Everyday meet we must There is nothing I can do To avoid you Yet you treat me like a piece of sheet. You are fully of misery Wish I could avoid you Now I must make that discovery On how to make do with you You are wicked Very croaked And fearless You treat us badly and take us forcefully Without listening to our pleas. Today I’ve come to challenge to Show your face You faceless devil Battle with all you have And watch prayers wash you down.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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