>>81497002
poetry is simple fun.
we are all directed some,
by old ghosts or by our mums.
you can stop me easily:
simply don't respond to me.
this one thing, you cannot do,
for that i have asked it of you.
thus you're doing what i want,
prey to every sort of taunt.
now i've said i want you here,
will you leave me be, my dear?