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oblique monday
I just don’t feel I’m in your league
To look at you is such mystique,
More exact I’m just a freak
With the mind of an antique,
You may think I’m soft and weak
Writing rhymes in my own streak,
But I just try to please your cheek
In the hope someday we’ll speak,
For now I wish you a good week
Hoping it would be oblique,
Maybe smiles from you would leak
And you don’t block me with a clique.
To look at you is such mystique,
More exact I’m just a freak
With the mind of an antique,
You may think I’m soft and weak
Writing rhymes in my own streak,
But I just try to please your cheek
In the hope someday we’ll speak,
For now I wish you a good week
Hoping it would be oblique,
Maybe smiles from you would leak
And you don’t block me with a clique.
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