Can'T Break Up Poem by Demontray Lockhart

Can'T Break Up



I'm getting the hell out of dodge!
How about I drive you there?
No! I'm serious!
Who is he?
A hot-jig that can't be puck with.
I will puck him up!
Only if apples were orange...
Then be gone!
I shall!
You should!
I'm past you already.
Either you're delirious...
Or, I'm not.
We will see about that.
If we had time, we would.
No time can't stop this.

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