Short Poem Long Grass
This morning I sat down for a while to write
some words based on what I was thinking,
when life's reality came to bite,
as my coffee, I was drinking.
'How long are you gonna sit on your fat ass? '
My darling wife enquired.
'Get out and cut the flaming grass!
Your input is required! '
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