Morning Dew

Tue, 01/16/2018 - 22:03 -- TroyV

Good morning, today’s forecast will be fairly pleasant as I have an objective to cover, if you’re a peasant then for my sake I won’t be alarmed or affected by your presence.

Ready?

Page one. Who would care to read? If you’re slow catching onto puns n punchlines, then kindly say i’m done or Sprint on over from AT&T and join T-Mobile so I can get you up to speed.

First things first, I’m forever conned into rejection but how I finally dealt with it will be revealed in the next section followed by a bonus lesson that’ll leave the oblivious ones sweating.

Page two. It is said a person should read thirty minutes a day, I’m not against it however I comprehend a different way.

In June, I read three short stories, each with diverse intros and endings which varied but they were so boring I forced myself to take em’ back to the library.

Why? Simple, there weren’t any juicy details, just pictures of brief visions. Once we met up at the checkpoint their attention spans went on another mission while my focus remained attentive.

See I bookmarked my middle finger skimming the index, these were unfinished products sent to me bubble wrapped in a set.

Skip the glossary, because a good story can establish an interchangeable character at any given time, which means continual reading would’ve probably damaged my thought process into poverty.

Sending chills up their spines because I retitled the book: “Partner In Crime” yet y’all’d rather be jokers with the penguin, right? Well guess who Batman’s Robin tonight?
Clearly my mind’s in a relay race followed by negative thoughts on the way but should I forfeit out of the race then newton’s first law puts me in last place, so the only way to win the race is by admitting to a mistake that had me requestioning my ways.

Page three: If you’ve hurt me this year then consider yourselves no longer exposed, however this is the path you chose I dragged those thorns for months that’s how long I loathed now court has been adjourned and the cases must be enclosed.

I am at fault, your futile efforts put my creativity to the test, took the good out still, I let the hate manifest.
Next year this’ll make for a good laugh, they said “the early bird gets the worm” I say success stems from what you’ve recently learned.

Thanks to a few reliable sources I was taught not everything deserves a reaction therefore, if I can’t say how I feel then I’ll seal off the chapters!

This poem is about: 
Me

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