Friday 2 October 2015

Clean Machine


I am not machine
Like you speak at me.

 I work dam hard
But you attack me.

What got up your flame filled nose?
Be careful not to singe your toes.

I don’t take orders.
But.
 If you ask politely.

I may respond in kindly.

Can’t do right, for doing wrong.

Everything here’s in your eyesight.

I hope that you can’t sleep tonight.

You’re not doing right.
You’re just looking for a fight.


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