Three days is well planned
but the execution turns out a little bit odd
on the first day i had Hawaiian pizza and Greek salad and tomato soup
and the night goes smooth like a tequila
the second day gives me a bitter tongue
nothing sour everything bitter nothing for sugar
the night has become a horror
air con is full but the body still heats up like a turbine
electrifying yet nothing about light and breeze
the following morning i pack up
takes the boat and despite the storm still heads for
home
still you, still you, i surrender,
i am this toothless tiger for your extinction
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