Desperate times call for desperate measures,
I'm wracking my brains and hunting for treasure.
I'm sure in the depths of my head there are jewels,
or at least something semi-precious to use.
Of all the words that I know that I know,
there must be a semblance of a verse I can show.
I'm rummaging through mind-trunks and coming up short,
I'm checking behind every sofa and door.
I suppose in the meantime this will have to do,
I send with it a 'sorry' from my brain to you!
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I'm excited by little things, like shiny plastic and new friends. I go to the beach in winter.
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