Your Party

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Dreams

I ruined your party,

Your great feast.

You shouldn't have invited me,

It's your own damn fault.

 

You wanted to fight,

So I put on my boxing gloves.

Until you start complaining,

I am hitting you too hard.

 

I ruined your party,

But I ain't telling by what.

One thing I know for sure:

You can't deal with me.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A dream I had.

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