Nonsense #4

It’s a whole new world,

where the sun barely shines,

birds daren’t tweet or twerp,

lest the predators find then, lest they get hurt.

Little to say, little to do.

Not many lines, poems no

longer rhyme. Hearts refuse to beat

in time, mine too, I’m too lost without you.

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