the last stitch of my poem
because the world is very serious and sad.
I do not like the world
which insists on raining
on cats where no one
can see, who has a free towel.
I do not like the world's politics
and I do not like its industry.
I do not like its average wage.
I do not like it
no no nope.
The last stitch of this poem
is the best one
cause all it is, is just what
I am about to say about this
my main commentary
which is especially designed
to be said to everyone in the world
all at once, by us,
regarding the above matter.
Ready for the last stitch?
It's coming up.
First I have to make sure you know
how to read it. It's not angry
or weird or anything like that.
It's triumphantly redheaded,
it's shouted through a daffodil,
it ate its broccoli and its broccoli was fine
it's not all like "oh fuck you
stupid world with people sad and dying"
although it could be
it is more like "for a second
there was something"
"and wow it was better"
I put it way down at the bottom cause I think
for some reason it is really funny for me
to do that so make sure you
scroll down and see how I say
"HAH!"
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