Oh I cannot help this bad poetry. An evil muse has my family and dictates every word. Really. Every groan millimeters them to freedom. It's a European muse. Hummm. 412 followers / 34.1k words
delete me please delete me like a little bit delete me complete me i was on set me off oh i've gone already sawn off the stack in the heap being brave the legs on this verb ad don't they
I thought I had a thought It had me wrought But it was ought and I was caught in what I sought thinking brought empty fraught stupidly fought brain's naught