O-er. Via, that made my head hurt. too many rhymes! I never liked the good doctor, see.
One thing that bothered me (other than my fear of the rhyme!) was this line (which did not just rhyme. really): with stripes a lot
I was like.. wait, what? It doesn't make sense, and the rhyme and rhythm are off -- at least the way I'm reading it!
But, gah. I love you and hate you for this poem. It scares me and fascinates me. But it's cute, too. So, yeah. Confused, you have made this very tired poet. Here's to tomorrow's poem!
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