O pardon me – I’m
in a hurry
Ye ask me the cause
and cure for your worry
I ‘ve reasons
aplenty at my portal
To give and share
as a mortal
‘T was a despicable
act
To avert a gem of a
person in fact
‘An erudite, yet
rude and cheeky’
No, ‘a thumbs up’
was so creepy,
‘How else could I
reach’, you may ask
Be in my shoes to
know the task
Ye ‘ve reasons
galore my knight,
Will you come hither
to share and write?
‘T is too short to
lament
Blessed to say ‘no’
for an argument
Don’t hang on to
the custom
That age brings
(you) wisdom
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