I sit at the desk and begin to type, It may be genius it may be tripe. My fingers gently tap away, Erasing most of the miftakes away. As I scratch the flakes cascade, And dandruff makes my insperation fade.
Reason for writing:
I have a bad dandruff problem
Birth sign: Aquarius
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