Never here
They tell me
(What a waste)
"You cool down,
Don't oppose,
Do not resist,
Be like rest."
I reply
(And mean it)
"Best forget
Imagine stable
All eating hay beetroots
Ass, mules and the horse
Forcefully I am there
In need of a shelter
Would you be one of them?
Never here..."
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