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Oops, I've mistaken
syllables for words, all my old
haikus were wrong, shit.
Poem, titled:
An Ode to Rufus
An Ode to Rufus,
A man of many silent skills
a bedside companion
of coughs, flus, and ills
a guardian of pillows
a treasurer of dreams
protector of my fortress
of clouds and cotton seams
Your tiny hooded sweater
and your tiny furrowed nose
A tiny bundle of furry love
chasing away all my woes
I'm told,
I am too old for a teddy bear
Those people need to die
It's you and I forever, friend
Forever, you and I.
Oops, I've mistaken
syllables for words, all my old
haikus were wrong, shit.
Poem, titled:
An Ode to Rufus
An Ode to Rufus,
A man of many silent skills
a bedside companion
of coughs, flus, and ills
a guardian of pillows
a treasurer of dreams
protector of my fortress
of clouds and cotton seams
Your tiny hooded sweater
and your tiny furrowed nose
A tiny bundle of furry love
chasing away all my woes
I'm told,
I am too old for a teddy bear
Those people need to die
It's you and I forever, friend
Forever, you and I.
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