The Baron of banality
Just call me Sir Reality
I’ve made a mess
With my largesse
But that’s the new normality
I live a life of quietude
The Sultan of my solitude
Although at times
I make strange rhymes
And reflect a poor attitude
But it’s surreal to royal me
My readers have some loyalty
When day and night
The things I write
Show all that I need
Therapy
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