Oh...?
I am more than willing,
To give you something other than fluff.
But you are the one,
Who seems not to get enough of that stuff.
And now you request from me to give that up?
I'm cool with that.
All I've ever asked from you is less attitude.
Are you prepared to do that?
Have you come now ready to listen to the facts?
'That depends.'
On what?
'If you promise not to offend my sensibilities.'
So you wish for me to sweeten my approach,
To include periodic delusions you'd find suitable.
'Yes.
I've come to have just a 'taste' of truth.
To stomach it as a main course...?
I have yet desired or wished,
For that much of it.'
I apologize.
But I...
Just can not change what's on my menu,
For just anyone to have my delivery customized.
However...if you have a few seconds...
I do know some folks,
Who would love to accept you as a referral.
And they will tell you any and everything you wish to hear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem