They say that misery sprouts creativity
But I ain't never seen an elephant make anything that's worth a damn.
Strep throat catharsis locks me in place and
Gives no room to express that sentiment.
Just get what's given and
Take a bow.
I once saw a pigeon with a broken wing
Try its hardest to get off the ground
I went to help, but as I got closer
It just scrambled harder to get away.
Eventually I picked it up and
It broke its neck jumping out of my
Delicate, caring hands.
That bird died and I was alone.
The more I extend the line,
the thinner it becomes.
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