Those Keys

2005 by K. Kabasha Griffin-El #DB7067

I've developed a very strong dislike for those keys

I really don't like those keys

Those keys are the keys that make that sound

Those keys are the keys that make the rounds

Clinging, and clashing, those alarming keys

Those keys are the keys that demand my "please"

"May I get some water please?"

"May I have some toilet paper please?"

"May I take a shower please?"

MAY I LIVE IN PEACE PLEASE!

Those keys are the keys that bar my liberation

Those keys have systematically secured my castration

Those keys are cruel

They possess no humanity

Those keys are a clear and very present threat to my sanity

Those keys are no friend I see

Those keys are weapons of mass destruction

Wielded against all that is me

Designed for my demise

It's those keys that I strongly despise

Those keys I hear before the sunrise

Those keys have forced oceans from my eyes

Those keys....

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