Monday, August 23, 2021

Greedy Hands

I planted an acorn and when I awoke
I found myself dwarfed by the mightiest oak
And then I looked into the mirror to see
A wizened old gnome staring back at me
And it made me wonder if we’ll ever reach
The point where ticks no longer leech
Away our profit and our prime
Will we ever have free time?

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