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Cpapsody In Blue
At first, just ridicule and taunt
Quit complaining, says my aunt
Technology to brag and vaunt
Apps to load and screens to flaunt
I fear I’m haggard, tired, and gaunt
I’d settle for a dream to haunt
To don the mask, a task I daunt
But if I can be your confidant
We may have even reached detente
I hopped up and I took a jaunt
To breakfast for an egg croissant
Though I’m not yet a dilettante
Or leaping the baptismal font
I finally got the sleep I want
Copyright ©
Jeff Kyser
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