Poetess: I was sick yesterday for few hours.
I mentioned this word "g..up" not going to write it any more
And looked sadly in the sky and in five minutes I had food poisoning.
Grandma: ... (swearing).
Mom: very nice (sarcastically).
Aunt: told you already.
Poetess: this how was my day,
Feeling good now, kind of laughing. ..
All I want material is the money,
Nothing else, because I. ..it all.
Go back to work (wiping tears)..
Inner voice : you shouldn't write these words either..
Poetess ( chokes a bit on chocolate with coffee):
I think I have to watch my language..
