After the Evening

I may be alone in my room,

eating a Lean Pocket

Listening to Japanese music

and burning CDs for my Mom



But I have strange things to wake up to,

Boggling of the mind

The charm of the green

And my lady



The other green

Likely partner

Accompany

And be happy



Disagreement

Resolve for it all

Stay pretty

Get dirty



It was like a party atmosphere, generated by eight people.

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I absolutely love this poem, it is phenomenal