Poetry

Room, Room, Room. Vroom, Vroom, Vroom!

My room
Is a cocoon
And when I leave for good
I’ll be a butterfly
Stutter, why?
I know what I wanna say

My room
Is a one-occupant
Insane asylum
Dial em, why?
I don’t want to talk to anyone

My room
Is the best room
No room could be better
So leave it all together, why?
Well, my room is only the best
Because it contains I

SHYNE.

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