Apologetica

January 6, 2021

I apologize

For making half rhymes

It's a habit I can't break no matter how I tries

Hope you pardon me

When you hear me sing

Like a scratchy vinyl record or a gagging geek

I'm so sorry for

How I play guitar

Got no rhythm when I strum and fingers fumble chords

All apologies

For my deficiencies

Please excuse me while I flush my latest master-piece

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