Do you wanna catch a macro?
Then observe them after that?

But no one does…
And make them all just go extinct…

They used to be just buggies…
But now they’re not…
They are a bigger deal!

Do you wanna catch a macro?
And make a google sheets?

It’ll become a viral tweet,
And end up dying by a week!!!

Then somebody named Michel Clapp liked it all…
He used them to torcher us all!

Now we’re watching the weeks go by,
Really Really Slowly…

“GO AWAY MACROS!!!”

Love is a complicated and interesting thing.
Do you write notes or just end up saying,
Something mellow or just simply sweet?
I think for your love, that will be a treat.

I ended the warm sunny day with a little fire,
Crackling, heating and giving off light.
Summer is just like the fire but cooler and dryer.
And the glimmering sun is so much more bright.

Sometimes I can’t even play a sport,
The scorching sun is way too torrid.
Then I’d just rather build a big ol’ fort,
Now the day isn’t that horrid.

How does it feel to be a slave boy?
Growing up seeing no kindness or joy.

Giovi knows how it feels.
All day long fixing broken wagon wheels.

One day when he was twenty two,
His master said, “Hey you!”

“I don’t need you anymore,
You’re good for death and nothing more.”

“You are a gladiator now.”
“As you wish.” answered Giovi with a bow.

Frightened and so nervous,
Giovi imagined dying on the sandy surface.

It is Sunday afternoon;
The people are dancing to a tune.


But for Giovi it was a day of possibilities.
He might end up with serious disabilities.

Or he might just die
With a outloud cry.

“I don’t deserve to die! Please have mercy on me!”
The crowd turns thumbs down. The emperor agrees.