An Ode to my Muse
My muse, my dear,
You’ve gotten me here
And for that forever I’m grateful.
However, my queen,
I can’t set you free,
Without you I won’t be successful.
So thank you, my muse,
Just a thing that I use
So stay here, locked away tight
Perhaps one day
I’ll find another to play
Once I’ve used you for my own delight.
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