Poem #23 – Don’t sit down.

If I could be so rude, To say no then I would, But they sit, They ask and expect, So that I cannot possibly reject, Them, Them who would sit next to me, In the occupied seat where my bag lives, Oh wenches, And men, Don't you see my bag there? It's a sign without... Continue Reading →

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