Aidan Keith Poems

She is beautiful.
She is beautiful with make up on.
She is beautiful without it on.
She is beautiful right after running miles on the treadmill.
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Ideally, working through the day;
Instead, trade chores for hours of play.
A little longer ‘fore you start;
First satisfy your selfish heart.
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Don't look at me.
Do not speak to me.
I am not here for your hollow talk.
I am not here to amuse you,
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Commotion,
Tapping,
Murmuring,
Giggling,
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I’m singin’ this song ‘bout a friend of mine,
Nicest guy you’ll ever meet,
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O, why hast thou ill-fated me?
Were e'er you called: defect? disease?

Extracting life and energy,
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