POEM ABOUT GROUPING (HOARDERS)

(Brand new poem.)

“I will break you down to prime factors”

told me the CEO of  “Dirtmongers” inc.

His eyes were smeared with silver dust

Groups from behind tried to take my life

You won’t let that happen, will You?

Ungroup me, please

Those groupies are still following me

I have no other choice but to love them

I do not want to lust them any more

Regroup!

And attack your living again

every an each new bright day

is coming up

What’s up?

Group of strange meadow larks

easily enters my heart

through my hearing channels

I’d like to leave this group

my morality organ tells me I can

Its voice in my spirit says I’m clean

Thank You!

I shall join my darling

leaving all the beauty and order

but not forever

Just for a little while

in order to find and found my new group