I: Aren't
you supposed to taste?
Why spew waste?
Why spew waste?
That just leaves
people to hate
Even if you are
great.
For
the words you utter,
I mutter,
If only there is a
shutter,
It would have been
better.
Tongue: What
do I do?
When the people I
love too,
Slit my heart in to
two.
To console the
heart, I knew,
I have to lash out a
few.
Although I spew,
Which is true,
With no clue
That's all I can do
From turning it blue
But it never did
glue
The little heart in
two
Just the word
'Sorry' from who
Slit it through
Made it a kangaroo
Jumping out in zoo
What do I do?
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