FELONY
My life is full of things to do,
And not for the first time I feel
It is some cruel intervention
That steals away my writing time.
Hours and hours have been stolen
And there is no-one who can come
To police this ongoing felony.
© Griffonner 2024
Poetry by Griffonner
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Written on 2024-06-22 at 16:16
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