Write With No Hands
My hands are tied so I write with my mouth,
if my mouth was gagged I'd have to go south,
and I expect that would get more views than this poem,
I'll leave you with that image cus I've gotta be going,
it's wonderful when the ink starts flowing,
I get like this when the sun starts glowing,
as though a small part of me just starts growing
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