A Poem: Sit and Think and Drink My Tea

I’m not looking for any responsibility

I’d rather find an inviting shade tree

where I can sit and think and sip my tea. 

My life is full of absurd Calamities

that drive me to think of pure insanity. 

A part of me is trying to shake my vanity 

yet I still feel happy when I doll myself pretty.

Maybe this makes me incredibly needy

One thing’s for sure, I’ll love you if you feed me. 

Feed me any way you can

by sharing your thoughts or whats in the pan. 

I like to think, I like to learn,

I like to wonder how the world turns.

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