When I was a donkey,
they said: no, you are a monkey.
When I said I am a human-being,
they said: Please, don't blame me.
When I asked: how are You,
they answered: worse than You!
And exactly at this point
our conversation, or communication,
ended.
And all day and night
I tried not to say FuckYou!
Fuck you...
ha ha ha, it's really not funny,
but I will call it a poem. Still.
Thursday 08 February 2024, Western Europe, time: after or before evening.
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