Ha ha great one
I already knew
But the monster under the bed
Is still under there to
And there was a clog on the filter
When the vacume went through
Which means there's dust still dancing in my head
An internal RFID
And that fact alone
Makes a pisser of me
And gives me an attitude
Of much enormity
It makes my head hurt
On the constant think out
Instead of letting it live where it's not wanted
From the memory within