doot

my fist hurts
from cracking bricks
during
yet another
we are sorry
our princess
is not at this castle trip
through the inevitable
failure
of an unpoetic fool
seeking to ply his trade
in words
when stomping goombas
is all he ever
truly knew

doo doo doot do doo doot

doot

4 thoughts on “doot

      1. I have no idea what you are referring to…. so I’ll just leave it at: I believe in you. You want an octopus? You’ll get it! You into horticulture and cross-breeding? You the man!

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