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The Coat Closet

October 29, 2013
By Anonymous

It's full of junk.
It never shuts.
I trip and fall,
Making me the clutz!

Always a-jar,
It makes me sour.
My constant shutting
Leaves me OCD available.

I cannot stand the avalanche,
Brought upon by a single glance.
Too lazy (me) to ever clean.
So my wrath is to no end.

© Anonymous

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Something that makes me mad.
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