a friend called K

I had a friend called K
who was pretty needless to say
then again she had a bad day
When I said hi , she chewed my head away

Hello K can you please just smile
Hello K I can wait a while
I am sorry you feel inundated by my style
I intended to soothe and not just rile

People like K
make me wonder and loudly say
Why women act so differently than men
or were we all programmed to behave this way

of course my inability to understand
why people turn interesting and then turn bland
is the reason I went on the internet today
hoping to make more friends but all I got was K


Author: Ajay Ohri


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