I'm sad to report that the new norm,
seems to be starting a forum STORM.

I try so hard to never preach,
walking the walk like sand upon a BEACH.

Maybe its because we're all the same gender,
That our feelings get hurt, and we're all so TENDER.

When I am sad, I want to eat,
something sweet, a little treat.

I head for the kitchen to cook nut crepes,
yes, the sounds you here are my FOOTSTEPS.

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