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He has sunken, He is flat! (He may just be A bit more fat.) He may have Knees of Plasticine And self-pity like An entire emo scene... But this is a new year! (In mid-May?) This is when we Stop the decay. Let us end The discontent: Let us make Jhonhary great again. "How do I do it?" I hear him ask. Well, here are the steps To accomplish said task. One: Go outside and run As if first dates were after you. Go outside and run each day. You have to. Two: Speak a little slower! You're not a motorboat. You sound like your tongue Is wearing a peacoat. Three: Shave those sickly ****** hairs away. You look as appealing as A plumber's derriere. Quatro: Perfecta tu Francés y español. Aveces te escuchas Como muerto caracol. Five: Just... chill With the self-pity. No manic pixie dream girl Will come sing you a ditty. Six: Learn to play that song You're just letting stall. Don't be that guy That just plays "Wonderwall." Seven: Keep buying clothes! Yes, you look great. No, don't be alarmed by Your wallet's lowered weight. Eight: Come up with More steps! Make fewer jokes that Leave people perplexed. Nine: Keep writing. This is something you enjoy. This is where your thoughts can Come and not be destroyed. Ten: Just be you. Be that well-meaning, uneven guy Who wants to brighten Another person's sky. Eleven: Make this your Open-ended answer, The last step you're Always going after. Write these last lines As you begin your amends. Make this the poem That never really ends.
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May 18, 2016
May 18, 2016 at 10:18 PM UTC
"Make Jhonhary Great Again"
He has sunken, He is flat! (He may just be A bit more fat.) He may have Knees of Plasticine And self-pity like An entire emo scene... But this is a new year! (In mid-May?) This is when we Stop the decay. Let us end The discontent: Let us make Jhonhary great again. "How do I do it?" I hear him ask. Well, here are the steps To accomplish said task. One: Go outside and run As if first dates were after you. Go outside and run each day. You have to. Two: Speak a little slower! You're not a motorboat. You sound like your tongue Is wearing a peacoat. Three: Shave those sickly ****** hairs away. You look as appealing as A plumber's derriere. Quatro: Perfecta tu Francés y español. Aveces te escuchas Como muerto caracol. Five: Just... chill With the self-pity. No manic pixie dream girl Will come sing you a ditty. Six: Learn to play that song You're just letting stall. Don't be that guy That just plays "Wonderwall." Seven: Keep buying clothes! Yes, you look great. No, don't be alarmed by Your wallet's lowered weight. Eight: Come up with More steps! Make fewer jokes that Leave people perplexed. Nine: Keep writing. This is something you enjoy. This is where your thoughts can Come and not be destroyed. Ten: Just be you. Be that well-meaning, uneven guy Who wants to brighten Another person's sky. Eleven: Make this your Open-ended answer, The last step you're Always going after. Write these last lines As you begin your amends. Make this the poem That never really ends.
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May 18, 2016
May 18, 2016 at 10:18 PM UTC
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