I'm a gland
I need a hand
With production
I cannot function
At my highest level
When all these devils
Keep on sucking
The life out of you
The greedy fools
I guess they just want
To be satisfied
You're feeding them your life
Force
Instead of feeding me
You dork!
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Author:
Mutley Ravishes (
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Neglected and overworked; I would go on a rantage too!
Glands, the seven churches and chakras are neglected for sure!
Thanks for reading.
Indeed!
Immediately I ask myself which gland, then I look at the shape of the poem and it points the way. I should have known the clue lays right in front of my eyes After all it says production, life force, and then of course sucking. Ok I get it now. A fun read
Haha! Well, I intended one gland to speak for all the others, seeing as it's said to be the transformer.
Thanks for dropping by.
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