There was never a plan
no this, no man
no never, no then or than
no fukin plan
but
fruition came
limes dropped like lemons
to finish whatever game it was
and
what was it then?

men'll tell you
what you want to hear,
but if you're savvy
it's in one and out of the other ear,

ah
Grammarly's on my case,
this doesn't work
this isn't right
you shouldn't write this
on a Saturday night,

*******
Grammarly.

hey,
I'm okay,
this is just pottery
disguised as **** poetry,
Grammarley's still on my case.