Mouth Sore Ver. 1
White puddles of
excruciating yet
nonsensical pain
seem to check in
anywhere
in your oral cavity.
Big, small,
round or elongated
winter lakes
of agony
houses
millions of evil
bacteria
fueled by
filthy negligence.
Procrastination
Although inspired,
feet are tired,
armpits are perspired,
milk is expired,
folks are retired
I am fired;
this poem
will be wired
tomorrow.
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