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Perfectionist

Imperfections, they buzz around me,
Like irritated bees,
Make me grit my teeth,
Tremble, and knock my knees.
Throw it all away,
So I have nothing to show,
Gone is all the work,
Why can't I just let it go?
How they irritate me,
Drive me insane,
As irritating as,
An off stripe on a candy cane.
They drive me up the wall,
Make me tear out my hair,
As annoying as,
A rabbit being called a hare!




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