THE PRINCESS AND THE PIQUE

Where were you

During my consultation?

I watched my words evaporate

Before they reached

Your brain

In an expensive indifference.

 

Were your needles placed

Randomly today?

 

I left feeling rather piqued.

 

Buy me a Sangria

 

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