Quit my job and let myself Spend all my money, but... Now I know how the days go... I know if Im gonna get all fucking wet and I know How the wind is yuck! Yucky! and I think about writing to you! of Dreams Ive had and How my home has changed How I have too... *frown crying emoji* and If youre going thru a poem For a second or third o r Hundredth time Pop a little enter in there, dawg *said with shrug of shoulders, all like 'whatever man, you do you, here's some of my weed' and 'but keep going with the story... I'm interested in the parts about why your boss was mean to you the other day' and actually being into it, what they're saying to you, but very relaxed and stoner wise about it, you know? kinda like that* "Done!" *a crooked middle-fingered Enter tap on the keyboard* *a lick of the finger for successive Entry Tap* Just do it, ya dingus! Bing boom! Its a poem! You can do whatever you wanna do! Thats what I should say Before you ask me about it in a really specific way! "Why do you like it?" looking me in the eye How come that isnt a question? And also If it's your hundredth time around and You still dont know what to do Dont be afraid To pop a little rhyme in there too!