Mr.Virus

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How you bore me,

with words that fall instantly

to the ground.

Speaking in such a way

that our heads

fall down.

Oh, how you annoy me

with your same, lame

jokes.

Laughing

so hard

you make me want to choke.

And you have

no excuses

when I’ve told you the truth.

No reasons

to deny me,

but my youth.

And you still

make me sick,

make me ill.

Tell me,

Mr. Virus

Can I cure you with a pill?

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