It’s the way I feel so low
It’s the way I get up slow
It’s the way you make that awful sound
It’s the way you make me slide down
I wish it was a different one
Now I wonder why we don’t own a Diwan
I was so vexed with the leather sofa (that came with the property we are renting) that I decided to write something like a poem to rant.
Love it! I can so empathize!!
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🤣 Thank you. I try!
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You’re welcome!💖
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Lol, too bad you didn’t add an “It’s the way you turned me into a poet” somewhere there. 😉
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🤣 I wasn’t sure if this counted as a poem by any meter 😉
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