Mind Readers n Hyenas

I have no choice in the matter fact the latter

I’ll do it later; awaiting patiently; the disdain’d her

I kill blood spill for my retainer – disclaimer

I left a tip for the waiter on a tip of my tip of inspiration

So thankfully anxiously lifted up my sanctity

Manically running on fragile ice and its crackling

Cackling like a hyena; a mind reader

Couldn’t even define a rhyming reason

Laughing at my train of thought; insane I thought

When that train went off the rail and what not.

-Nina

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