Finding My Happy Place

Embracing Small Pleasures in Life

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As You Irk Me

You irritating, bothersome, vexatious fiend,

So much like the gum under my shoe.

I’ve travelled halfway across the world

And still can’t seem to get rid of you.

No amount of force could scrape you off.

You cling to me, daring me to walk.

But oh that you were the gum under my shoe

Because at least then you could not talk.

Filed under poetry sometimes I write spilled ink it's been a while writing silly thoughts sorry not sorry just kidding not really annoying people