"Digital Exchange:" Poem
I listen and smile.
I do not chat with men,
Only block them
Every day and every mile.
And if you try to put up
A song with that title make up,
I love it! -
You got it!
Look, this is work in progress.
My age no longer allows any mess
To suffer for love
So, if you see me sad, my dove.
It is because of money.
Eat some chocolate, my honey!
Deception is ruing the universe
I am taking my time to finish the verse.
Tomshinsky@2024
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