An amazon of doeses,
and my system fordosed.
Check my last class’ notes.
Counterfeit all of them and my number
recalled then they changed their mind,
so I’m called.
Taking a break from my novel so I can
narcissize my ide from a
verbose boat. She sits in a bench reading the letter
confuse by my speak but she knows
I can’t help it, the way I am and have been
since the last Chardonnay sip. I’ll check
the calendar to make sure I’m not behind schedule, so she
can catch me: