I say, ‘I’m shy.’
You say, ‘You’re diffident.’
Belligerent, I reply,
‘I’m not that different.’
You retort, ‘Get your hearing tested.’
Shocked, I yell,
‘Why would I be arrested?
By the way,
I’m feeling a little congested.’
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Misunderstanding
No-Fear Poetry
Poetry Fluff 