Disturbed is me
Ouch no, I almost forgot; us
A zipped lip
With no tip, of the clip
No fart
Neither a plan chart
Nor a live chat
Spurt on my shirt
But shut in my hut
Hurt like a machete cut
Monday turbulence
Confuse like a sired ambulance
Infusing an electric disturbance
Shot all expense
Extending intense
Silence! Silence! Silence!
No word, guard
Discard spicy custard
Flimsy bastard
Retard my standard
All cause of silence
Silence! Silence! Silence!
Once in a while
I smile
To pretend nothing defile
My profile
No more for the rot is at core
A sore that can’t I underscore
Last time chat was super
The tone had no hint
Now this tint
Unwind my mind
Like a conc. mint
Silence! Silence! Silence!
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