Welp…

I don’t have anything to say, so I wrote you this poem about lint instead:

If you haven’t anyone to share your woes

To whisper the secrets that nobody knows

As the sun will rise and the sunflower grows

Count on the lint between your toes.

It’s consistent and steady

There to pick when you’re ready

White, black, blue or reddy

A mindless activity when life gets heavy.

The end.

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