Broken, broken, broken.

Broken, broken, broken.
Fix it, fix it, fix it.
All fall down.
Sitting with a biscuit.

Weeping, weeping, weeping.
Eyes, eyes, eyes
swollen shut.
All goes kaput.

Defeated, defeated, defeated.
Demanding answers and
getting none.
Unless there is only one.
Then I am done.

Vicki Woodyard

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