I'm inundated,
Bifurcated,
No! Truncated....
Or merely fated.
To be graded,
Indicated,
Validated.
My thoughts so dated,
Imitated,
As over rated,
By those whose lives
Are somehow cratered,
By my insistence ,
Now somehow hated,
Ridiculed!
Laughed at!
Paraded
As nonsense.
In timely times I may have stated,
Words not really syncopated ,
With worldly spawn
I've so misstated,
I'm curious,
Bout whom it is you might have dated.....
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 5:38 PM UTC
I'm inundated,
Bifurcated,
No! Truncated....
Or merely fated.
To be graded,
Indicated,
Validated.
My thoughts so dated,
Imitated,
As over rated,
By those whose lives
Are somehow cratered,
By my insistence ,
Now somehow hated,
Ridiculed!
Laughed at!
Paraded
As nonsense.
In timely times I may have stated,
Words not really syncopated ,
With worldly spawn
I've so misstated,
I'm curious,
Bout whom it is you might have dated.....
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