My Self-Imposed Bad Tale
I followed her to China
I followed her to Spain
I traipsed behind her neck bones.
I marveled at her brain.
She asked me to please leave
Which really hurt my feelings.
She called the county cops.
Which left my mind a reeling.
I followed her to spinning class.
I followed her to planets Z and Zoom.
I followed her to her grandma’s.
Where the old biddy killed me with a broom.
The cops slowly came running
Breathing fast, due to being too well fed.
I yelled they should arrest her,
But then I realized I was not quite dead.
She said that woman is my stalker.
Please lock her up in jail.
So here I sit lamenting
Writing this self-imposed bad tale.
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