Poem Prompt

What bothers you and why?

What bothers me?

Well that’s easy!

Dirty Dishes, stray skittles, a random ball

anything that can’t be easily seen at all

underfoot or between the legs

I keep finding living things

please oh please

I’m too old for these

things that can trip me

and land me at the doctors for tea

my oh my

the things that bother me

could fill an endless sea

so please just don’t trip me

just let me be.

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