I've got lots to do so I like to keep my departure date open-ended. But death, like a rogue travel agent, says, “You’re going today.”
Hang out by the gym and you’ll see the ripped and the buff. Sit in the DQ and you’ll see the results of not going to the gym.
A poem’s a thing that’s unmade
Which together the poet and reader upgrade.
A green thumb is caused by dirt under the nail.
No matter how nice you are, there’s a troll out there with your name on it.
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