Wil Wheaton
If I were Sheldon Cooper
You would be my Wil Wheaton
My personal nemesis
buried on Planet Genesis
My Wrath of Khan
Put this Fish in your Ear
It is not parasitic
and in no way will control
your thought process
It's just a poem
About how I feel
lost in translation
How you treat me
the meaning all but extinct
just like your feelings
desensitized by cartoons and video games
that is why I hate you
"You task me,"
with broken promises
"You task me,"
And today I shall be set free
For none of this is real
I Wil close my eyes
And nothing Wil have changed at all.
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